The cracks were visible in the beginning Now we're staring deep down into the guts of the earth We've been watching these two tectonic plates slowly drifting apart And wen the first cracks appeared on the Surfaces, we had surrendered our hopes to reality Odds and ends adding up to a serious kick in the teeth of vanity At this stage any will for solutions had bowed to the gallows You showed your true colours only in my absence Crawl away Don't grind your teeth Make believe you were never here You piled up inside of you an extensive collection of Small monuments to frustration and failure to communicate And this was the tragic dilemma of our constellation: Not the difference between us but the lack of honest talks You showed your true colours only in my absence Crawl away Don't grind your teeth Make believe you were never here I turned the tables on you after you had seized Everything that was not nailed to floor, or locked away And now you're waving the flag of justice and equity The devil takes the hindmost You show your true colors in my absence