There is only one way out   One word left to shout   The last little slope to climb   Then my feet slip again   Your threatening voice    Gets me back up on my feet again      I will find the truth within your skin   You keep feeding me distractions   Feeding me lies   But I know the truth is there    In fragments   in bits    and pieces      Tall and slender   But your eyes are lustreless   Your facade may glimmer   Your surface may be smooth silk   You've been convinced of your own illusions    But your weary eyes unveil a sinner       Running...   Steadily you hunt me down   Until my feet collapse   Gasping...   You never rest   Struggling to breathe   You try to sink me in the mud      My dearest enslaved   Shackled    Locked up in my cage   My dearest enslaved   Fragile beauty depraved