Give me a knife and I'll twist it in my chest I'll be the first to cut out my heart and put it away to rest It's only if I'm dead I'm able to see the end of all nights that nails me to this cross I bear visions that surround Dreams, you are so fragile And I wasn't even aware enough to hold you in my hands as carefully As in these moments of anger I starve for this knife to cut all these nerves through Wish I could, wish I could've built a wall surrounding my small world But instead I'm left alone to destroy what is old Dreams, you are so fragile And I wasn't even aware enough to hold you in my hands Truth rears it's ugly head with a sick smile on it's face Staring at me as I am the only one to blame How many times I wished to smash this evil head? How many times I longed for the embrace of angels to take me far away And then I could be alone and sit on the throne in the kingdom In the kingdom of the dead How many times I longed for The embrace of angels To take me far away And then I could be alone and sit on the throne In the kingdom of the dead In the kingdom of the dead In the kingdom of the dead