appendage zero
it's the one that matters most
in a place to crawl through this

a void to call my home
and i have lost control
of the one thing i need to feel

in my life
it's my life


feeling strain from the stretch of day
when do the scarred become the frayed?
such a beautiful choir, i simply have to say..

yet, why do they sing? on sacrifice day

trapped like a million

inside a holy soul
your saint finds a halo
but it's dusted and worn

i believe i should tell you..
that it's pride that holds us down
so where should we run,

when there's no where to be found!

feeling strain from the stretch of day

when do the scarred become the frayed?
such a beautiful choir, i simply have to say..
yet, why do they sing? on sacrifice day