Papa Roach

magnified fear stares back the mirror reflect depravity the shadow cast a feeling of ill 

harmony so crisp the famines itch a withering shoreline tears of grey interspersed with 

withered fruit her gloomy banquet of cheer heaven what a sweet pain douse the ecstasy 

the imagination drained away perpetual reverie abruptly fade heavens soothing some say 

tremulous hand jabs from behind sticks in the back for all to see organs spilled leak of 

will void of secrecy genuine tears delights the taste pain salts the bitter brew rich in 

guilt to absorb the filth she worships a point of view scarce the thousand remnants 

black charred flesh a victim screaming through heaven or hell what's the difference one 

to believe in one to live in careful balancing what's hell to heavens only flame