Reminiscent screams
Like womb dreams
from ridding yourself
of your own existence
The pendulum it sways
like an empty noose
Still your thoughts compress
and you weep and sigh
inside
Adolescent naievity
you spawned my
optimism
Whos head you wore
on your coat of arms
youre the champion
of my bleeding heart
(screaming)
When you're shrouded in
baptismal brine
for the dawning of
the great rebirth
dont forget your name
when your number's called
or you may end up causing the end of us all
(singing)
whos head you wore
on you're coat of arms
youre the champion
of my bleeding heart
