Clayden - Chimaira

Lay a sullen grin upon this helpless knave

And lead the way that you wish

For these chained hands will always follow

The guilt and shame you guide me with

For I am here and will never leave

Sear the symphonies that lead you to elude my presence

Breaking yet another piece of me

The pieces of shattered life are left scattered behind

I touched a lamb, this is the lamb I touched

Could I ever be taken from your side

A cold light would dim so low

Could I ever lift this forceful fear implanted

An extinguished fever, I could breathe no more

Uncover these hands to leave them stretch out

For you to view the palms stained of crimson glistening

Wide open, these hands aren’t yours

They are not the ones you owned before

No longer am I the lifeless fool

So long a possession you thought was needed to be placed on me

Ran out with blood you spilled over my corpse

This is the enemy that you’ve created

From a lifeless fool

I am not the prey for which to feed

All I want is to see starvation set

Lamb you told me to obey, lamb

Lamb thy enemy