Swallowing rock and sand,
Arise from the dead.
Ten years of solitude,
And ten years left to destroy the scars on my face
dragged from this machine.

The vapor in my lungs represents my broken dreams,
Now what have you left to destroy?
I'm reborn from isolation.
Flashing your eyes, offer your heart, young child of '93.

Construct your shell.
Ten years unsafe, I sleep reborn.
Now I'm reborn in your arms,
It was so reassuring that you would never care for me.

Inside your black sinful desire rest my battle for eternity.
And now you're too weak to fucking stop me.
I'll take my frustration out on you,
I'll cut my displeasure out of you.

Inhaling dust and ash, I'm back from the dead,
Decay of this hopelessness, now one left to remains.
Holes in my face raped by Miss Machine.
One breath through perversion to shatter your hopes and dreams.