You walk into a room
Confusion plays a solemn tune
The Poet steals a thought
His hands are red, the sinner caught
Cyclical and round
The hollow walls repeat the sound of someone falling down
Someone falling down who looks like me

Fingers sharp like knives, knives that thrust to kill
Put it all away Your heart has atrophied
(Someone falling down who looks like me)
Fingers sharp like knives, knives that thrust to kill
Put it all away Your heart has atrophied (into nothing)

When will we rise above this place?
I'm tired of the fake smiles that you place
The child's mind a tainted fate
Anonymous Anonymous
Anonymous I am Anonymous

Unerring mortal soul, at least you'd like to think
Your palpitating heart, a small and empty thing
Evil are your words and poison is your stare
Was is just reaction and did you really care?

When will we rise above this place?
I'm tired of the fake smiles that you place
The child's mind a tainted fate
Anonymous Anonymous Anonymous I am Anonymous

Send your angels down As I say a prayer for them
These bastard souls have wronged me (robbed me) once again
Send your angels down As I say a prayer for them
These bastard souls have wronged me (robbed me) once again
Send your angels down As I say a prayer for them
These bastard souls have wronged me (robbed me) once again