| You lay awake at night | |
| But stay in your bed | |
| Trying to undermine the voice in your head | |
| Knowing you ought to, but still find a reason | |
| Silently laying low | |
| Morbid fear will justify your treason | |
| Look the other way to see | |
| Comfort in the pain to be | |
| The end of a life is close at hand | |
| You're standing tall | |
| Keep out of trouble | |
| Do your worst | |
| Do nothing at all | |
| Keeping watch | |
| Seeing ghosts | |
| Drifting out of sight | |
| Laying low | |
| Covered in | |
| Dark and dead cold night | |
| A cry for help | |
| The help is near | |
| You sing a song so you can't hear | |
| Upon your touch a death undone | |
| May cause a strain | |
| Agonizing death has won | |
| Lack of remorse | |
| No help to give | |
| Lack of remorse | |
| No help to find | |
| Reeking betrayal | |
| No reaching hand | |
| Reeking betrayal | |
| We're going blind |