作词 : Leeb, Peterson

Peering through a window, eyes open shut

Breath turns to crystals, stuck in a rut

This fear of dissension won't bring me down

Words without meaning don't make a sound

Out cast from the living, no place to crawl

Disturbing comfort, surrender to all

Lost of innocence, a sadness falls

Somber yet unforgiving, endless walls

This fear of dissension won't bring me down

Words without meaning don't make a sound

A saint of pretension, streaming with lies

This crooked halo gleams in his eye

Sliding through the screen, fingers turning blue

Worn out shoes, perverted view

Out cast from the living, no place to crawl

Disturbing comfort, surrender to all

This fear of dissension won't bring me down

Words without meaning don't make a sound

A saint of pretension, streaming with lies

This crooked halo gleams in his eye

Out cast, out cast