My conception  My life beginning as I bleed  Breathe in anger  Breathe the hatred as you need  Feel so empty  I watch another world collapse  As the other, it seems so real    The victim eternal with no other feelings  You wear your filth well as it drips  With your bleeding  Spilling your life and your filth  On your hands  Wash it away with the love your pretend  Tearing at meaning corrupting with healing  Drifting decline as it clutches for feeling  Spilling the life and your skin on your hands  Wash it away with the love you pretend    Bleeding the words as they crave for denial  You are holding my words  As they crave for denial  I am bleeding the words as they crave for denial  You are holding my words  As they bleed  They bleed for you  Spilling the blood I have made  And have shown for you  What does it mean if I offer my sins to you  Innocent to the end of this imposed tragedy  Broken wounds caught in my dreams  I gave up dying for my sins  Broken wounds caught in my dreams  I gave up dying for my sins