Scissorfight (Gardenian)

I'll bring back my ways A bit of shining to the wonder world At times I feel a need Forcing harder emotions of grief Tumble down or on your knees Let us wake in a giant form way So we're buried? We'll see All those others as small and offensive Heating up! Lashing down It smells like I've been here before Purify the surgeon style Turning our souls inside out So who's the strongest to be A piece of fragment stuck to relief All our other hearts When they're darkened by Their souldriven machine It snatches our souls to its womb Fill us gently as fuel As when it comes to mind I'll keep it going forever and more