"Twisted this feeling, warped out of shape.
So tired in revealing, the moves that I make.

Chorus:
And I know, yes I know but, is this real?
And I know, yes I know but, is this real?

Feeding the concept, would drive me insane.
The ash, the blood, the bone, the love.
Twisted...

And I know, yes I know but, is this real?
And I know, yes I know but, is this real?

(and I know, but is this real?)

Twisted this feeling...
Ash, blood, bone, love, twisted...
(twisted this feeling)

And I know, yes I know but, is this real?
And I know, yes I know but, is this real?

Ash, to blood, to bone, to love.
Twisted (twisted)...

(is this real?)"