Sick of Will

Can't Ever Win Against My Sin
I Find I'm Made of Dust Again
Look Away From Evil Desplays
Shadows On Your Walls Come From My Eyes

If I Could Only Be, If I Could Only Be Your Master
You'll Torture Me Until the Die I Die to You
If I Could Only Learn to Ignore Myself and Let You Burn Away,
Save Myself From Your Decay

Leave Me Every Time I'm Up You Come to Hold Me Down, Hold Me
I See I've Got Nothing Left to Show You Now Show You

Want to Decide to Commit Willicide
I Chew the Chains I Wrapped Again
In My Dream See What I've Seen
The Sun Will Dry You Up and Burn the Dead Away