At the sound of gates opening, my soul is awakened from sleep
Rusting metal creaks and laughs, reminding it's not over yet
The chiming of an angelic bell hides a multitude of lies
Taunting me with those I just can't catch up to

Every time the hoofbeats cross, incinerating ground
The demonic reflection of a horse smiles at me
Reaching out to that cyan image, I watch as it breaks
Traces of light doomed to a dark abyss

All I could do was watch as the shadows, dark, and light left my side
Reaching out, I can't even grasp the emptiness that is left

Being spun around, my life just rotates on and on
[On] this axis a sawblade is waiting for its cue
Maybe without any limbs, I wouldn't have to run
I cast my eyes down at my tomb

If I could crawl and shuffle into your skin
If I had the chance to become you in every way, I surely would
As long as I could stay in there, I'd surely vanish for all eternity
I'd be fine with it, holding something in there, look and see

Seventy one kilometers an hour, this outline of mine falls apart
My reflection in the spinning zoopraxiscope is unmoving
As the blade inches ever closer, I'm reaching for that ending

Your blinding white light, once present with me, has gone out
Leaving just a single thing in the darkness brought about
Stumbling through shadows, I'm all that remains
Chasing the traces of your mane

If I could strip and discard all of my skin
If I had the chance to smother and keep you inside it, I surely would
As long as I could stay like this, I'd surely exist for all eternity
Now with this opportunity that I have, I just stare

Staring as the orange sun goes to set, the day is now finally done
That reflection in the spinning zoopraxiscope is unmoving as
Those legs twitch, mangled, and they rest, still reaching for that ending

I hear applause coming
Then the laughter I'm loathing