Skull Chamber

Contemplating your hands for hours Hoping to get some answers from your palms You're your own biggest mystery Unable to read the manual

This heart beats too fast In your dreams buildings collapse The dogs bark every night The moon is always full When sharpening your knife When sharpening your knife

Standing at the same crossroads You face the same dilemma In the torture chamber of your skull You can't tell right from wrong

In the torture chamber of your skull You can't tell right from

Open the door to a stranger And find out that the stranger indeed has a knife Indeed has a knife

No bread crumbs on the ground How can you find your way? How can you find your way back home? Your words cut like a sword Cry for the ones you love In your sleep you cry for the ones you love