To keep healing every wound along the way
No filter, no bounds, and no loss for words
To keep reeling from the shock of the mundane
No rest and, no shelter, no deed too pure

Walls to break their hold
Forged of a faceless horde
These walls to crumble under a faithless smoke
Cease not lest all are razed to the earth

Disquiet, overwrought, in slow decay
No filter, no bounds, and no loss for words
This glorious torment of the porous souls
No rest and, no shelter, no deed too pure

Walls to break their hold
Forged of a faceless horde
These walls to crumble under a faithless smoke
Cease not lest all are razed to the earth

Keep falling evermore to the ground
Keep feeling every mark that you've found
Keep falling evermore to the ground"