and your insomniac mind wont sleep
thru this night mare
and would you believe it if i told you

that ive been waiting, waiting for you

its too late to take this back

trapped in my own obsession and
i can still


taste your blood on my lips
you were never built for this
drowning in a sea of

what wont be missed

and your insomniac mind wont sleep

thru this night mare
and would you believe it if i told you
that ive been waiting, waiting for you.


haunting me
the apparitions of my lovely

your pleading echoes within the walls of my own desolation
it was never enough to hear you scream
it was never enough to believe

ill take it slow
so you feel everything


im a surgeoun
and its time to operate
deep into the guts of everything i hate

and you can run but you cant hide
its your nightmare and my disguise