You are the tightrope,
That is strung about my neck
The hope of failed wishes,
That haunts and dwells upon the grounds

And may the pain help me to see
The truth of nights' atrocities,
And the way to make you suffer

I saw the coming of you, I saw the signs
Your presence was progressive entrapment
Follow the vicious circle, all life denied
Your presence was progressive entrapment

Flowing like a river of greed,
Thick with the hopes of blinded mortals
And although our lives are entombed by prose
This one last wish now lays far beneath the rose

I saw the coming of you, I saw the signs
Your presence was progressive entrapment
Follow the vicious circle, all life denied
Your presence was progressive entrapment

For fear of blindness, three words to trap us
And your presence was progressive entrapment

[Solo: Knight]

[Solo: Malone]

You are the tightrope,
That is strung about my neck
The hope of failed wishes,
That haunts and dwells upon these grounds
And may the pain help me to see
The truth of nights' atrocities
And the way to make you suffer

I saw the coming of you, I saw the signs
Your presence was progressive entrapment
Follow the vicious circle, all life denied
Your presence was progressive entrapment

For fear of blindness, three words to trap us
And your presence was progressive entrapment