So here it comes once more

And he tells himself not to give in

Words slither away to the back of his mind

And he's left with a tangible sin

He wonders if he is made of rock

As his breaking point draws near

But walls never waver in their strength

And stones don't show their fear



* Hidden granite, pale face

Think about your favorite place

Whispered verses, silent screams

Don't dwell upon your broken dreams*