Short Cuts Deep Wounds

Going back and forth, forth and back
Every step just deeper into black
Between foul and fair some high end lows
Let darkness shine upon our phantom throes

We are but broken pieces
Too worn to live, too whole to die
We are but silent screams
Too loud to fade, too faint to fly

All words to flesh and all flesh to bone
Sever the ties now it won't be long
Keep running without breath, without pulse
And save yourself from what tomorrow holds

We are but broken pieces
Too worn to live, too whole to die
We are but silent screams
Too loud to fade, too faint to fly

Tear it down! Too worn to live, too whole to die...
Tear it down! Too loud to fade, too faint to fly...

We are but broken pieces
Too worn to live, too whole to die
We are but silent screams
Too loud to fade, too faint to fly

Short cuts deep wounds, keep running without breath
Short cuts deep wounds, keep running without pulse