I'm the boy in the corner
Crucified, spit running into my eyes
As the sound of your laughter
Teaches me how to hate you
Every whole that you carve
Bleeds me empty and cold
Behind this mask of silence
The watcher waits
Wrapped in a sleeping fire
After all you have taken
Only one thing I can give you
From the holes that you carved
Something's coming to crawl
I am reborn
Here I am God
Stand and be judged, or will you run?
I've been waiting, contemplating
Building a web in which
I am no longer the fly
All this bleeding, burning, yearning
Turning me into this thing that I've become
Swallowed screams choked
By tape bound here in the dark
My will and my way, you are only the start
I'm drifting through a waking dream
Blood congealing on the floor
The pendulum swings again
Won't you save me? Call my name
Beware the boy in the corner watching you
Wrapped in a sleeping fire
After all that you've taken
Only one thing he can give you
From the holes that you carved
Something's coming to crawl
Free falling through a waking dream
Blood congealing on the floor
No answer from above
Blood congealing on the floor
