Wrought

Rearrange the numbers until something dark gives way
Surely there is something waiting for me in these depths
Discard the rituals, no reason left to pray
No gods can save me now
Only I can find a way out

Increase complexity; what is it I have not yet
Seen amid apostacy, what is it I've forgotten
Between the lines of blasphemy, the things that I have wrought
Are creeping from their cells and spreading outward now upon the-

Fingers on the wall that follow right at every turn
Any door's an exit when you're editing the goal
Somewhere here's a lesson I will never stoop to learn
I'm done playing in your maze
I will find another way

Increase complexity; what is it I have not yet
Seen amid apostacy, what is it I've forgotten
Between the lines of blasphemy, the things that I have wrought
Are creeping through the flesh and crawling out into-into-into-into--

Silence all the warnings, disconnect all the alarms
They're nothing but distractions scratching noise across the wires
If a moon falls from the sky, but no one hears it, who is harmed?
Every answer has a price
We all bear that sacrifice

Increase complexity; what is it I have not yet
Seen amid apostacy, what is it I've forgotten
Between the lines of blasphemy, the creeping of the rotten
Things are crawling free of me, the monster I have wrought, the...

Did you really believe you could do it?
Did you think you were right?
Were you hoping to die like your idol
or disappear into the night?
Did you care for the consequences
or was it all out of spite?
It's too late to answer; you can't change the past
and it's too late to make it all right

Rearrange the numbers until something finds a way
There must be something waiting for me in these depths
Discarded rituals, to whom does a god pray?
No one else can save me now
There is no other way out
(No one else can save me now
There was never a way out)

No one else can save me now
There is no other way out
(No one else can save me now
There was never a way out)