Crawling the edge of my imagination Sour hatred heavy on my breath Rat in my belly gnawing hungry Hungry for my head Dusty ghost in my mind Stroking ego cracked long ago Cracked and broken now Broken like the mind of a man feasting on the dirt and pain of a life, of a life lived wrong Broken like the soul of a priest whose faith is burned by the sight of the famine his church feeds on Cracked and broken like the hands of a clock but time, time moves on However sour the lives lived long There's a hole in my heart My blood slowly slips away There's a hole in my soul My faith slowly slips away There's a hole in my mind My sanity slowly slips away There's a hole in my world My life slowly slips away Crippled and sour now Crippled and sour now I will rot in this cage that is my heart Crippled and sour now I will rot in this cage that is my head Crippled and sour now I will rot in this cage that is my soul Crippled and sour now I will rot in this cage that is my world My world collapse around life Swimming the troubled sea of tears alive Sour hatred heavy in my heart Weighing me down, pulling me down Restful peace awaiting me Restful peace on the ocean floor Crippled and sour now I will rot in this cage that is my heart Crippled and sour now I will rot in this cage that is my head Crippled and sour now I will rot in this cage that is my soul Crippled and sour now I will rot in this cage that is my world Crippled and sour now I will rot in this cage that is my soul