Case is closed, you're back into focus. The jury's out, you're closing in. This
battle of mind over matter's spent. This scar. This scar is not permanent.
Choices of chances, or what sinks in water. Your secret's out, what you held
within. You've found your plague, your cancer, stop. I bet you've got something
clever.
This house is caving in. Your last words, caught trembilng. Decisions, make
decisions for your fate. Your choice is the chance that you have to take. Burn,
stop. Your time is up. You've found all of the answers so take a breath and end
this chapter, I'll bring the fire if you bring the water.
Face to the grave, will the hero be saved? Saved by the same hands, the same
hands that frame life. Hero be safe from the killer you made. Saved by the same
hands, the same hands that frame life.
Case is closed, you're back into focus. The jury's out, you're closing in. This
battle of mind over matter's spent. This scar. This scar... Rising the Judge
screams "The courtroom is in order! You bring the victim and we choose the
martyr!" Taking the time to make it happen, I can't hear you scream.
Burn quick, sink slow. Your heart grows colder than regret. Your burden stone.
Your heart grows colder, stillbeat, weak and frozen. Face to the grave, will the
hero be saved? Saved by the same hands, the same hands that frame life. Hero be
safe from the killer you made. Saved by the same hands, the same hands that
frame life.
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