Orthodox - Sacred Place

Ripping apart every mistake
Sleeping wide awake
Can't even answer the call
(Where do you think we are?)
Helpless
Alone
Leaving holes to listen for the voice in the wall
(It seethes)

Passion stillborn
Too much shame to mourn
Tattered skin hits the floor
(Where do you think we are?)
It breathes
A cold tremble strikes when it speaks:

“Where the fuck do you think we are?”

Gutting this sacred place to the studs
Cut down to my knees
To beg for a flood
Tell me
Where the fuck do you think we are?
Tell me.

Delusion of belief
Window of doubt
What keeps me in and what keeps you out?
The floor we hope holds below our feet
Is hollow underneath

I saw the future
Shatter as my world reversed
Tried to put it back together
But it still won't work
Nothing brighter
Nothing better
Lock and key
Only one solution I can truly see

There's no room left for me
There's no room left for me
There's no room left for me
Just no room left for me…

Paint the wall with my disgrace
No room left for me

Sacred place.