I'll be a martyr for your indifference
If you promise to line my tomb with trinkets
There won't be a resonating cry

Just an awkward formal dialogue
Between my ghost and those I've denied
We want guarantees, not hunger pains

But starvation just won't subside

Somewhere between the penance & the patience

You drift with every word they say
Somewhere between the penance & the patience
I think we've lost our way


You told me what you stand for
The sleepless crusade

The bitter campaign

In every room that we walk in

The walls are skin and they're writhing
Oh they're writhing


In every room that we walk in
The walls are skin and they're writhing
Oh they're writhing


Somewhere between the penance & the patience
You drift with every word they say

Somewhere between the penance & the patience
I think we've lost our way


You'd be unwise to sate the urge
But go ahead you wouldn't be the first


In every room that we walk in
The walls are skin and they're writhing
Oh they're writhing


In every room that we walk in
The walls are skin and they're writhing

Oh they're writhing

Somewhere between the penance & the patience

You drift with every word they say
Somewhere between the penance & the patience
I think we've lost our way


Somewhere between the penance & the patience
You drift with every word they say

Somewhere between the penance & the patience
I think we've lost our way


Somewhere between the penance & the patience
Somewhere between the penance & the patience