TracesnAll the shadows of what wasnWe crawled through defeatnUntil it consumes younUntil we were emptynAnd nothing but hatred remainsnnYour holiness displayednAshen and hollownnTo tear you apartnPiece by piecenUnfoldingnnLosing allnThrough younit flows in abundancenYou will carry this treacheryn'til it breaks younUntil you could see it clearlynwe live like ghostsnnYour weakness on displaynHollownnTo tear you apartnPiece by piecenUnfoldingnnLesser than godnSnakenGoatnHarlotnnTo tear you apartnPiece by piecenUnfoldingnnYou say this is the path less travelled,nWell, how come there's no room to breathe?