With the needle of this compass I draw out my life, No desire surpasses the screech of its cry, No want has been greater than this bloody disguise, This plague, it thickens by the mercy of time. I want it to bear, my burden repair, I want it to sink deeper and drown in despair, Leak out the misery, embellish my skin, Dig deeper, my metal, dig deeper within. The agony drives a smile to my face, A smile that lingers with its maddening pace, Hostility grooms this venom, beautifies this glory, Holding it by its throat, I smother my story. A deep sigh escapes after the muted weeps, The final of this elixir relentlessly creeps, The blind wounds are gaping at the open sky, Breathe, my babies, breathe tonight.