Clawing, Clawing, Never Cutting Through Zao

You exist, dead star vacuum
Dismembered progress
Subliminal public display

You insist, it reawakens
A phantom floats behind you
Its breath falls cold on your neck

You can never bring it here
You can never will yourself back
The harder that you try
The more your mind will crack

You enlist, raw nerve rotting
Control the herd
Through light, image and word

You resist, tasked to suffer
Self-made martyr
Drunk on tears of sympathy

You can never bring it here
You can never will yourself back
The harder that you try
The worse your mind will crack