Acretongue Riven
One tear on the sun, where you start from
Stumbling as you run, through the maelstrom
As you drift away, through a heatwave
Static points the way, you won't be saved
The broken son
Who thought he'd won
You can't outrun
What's left undone
Mislead everyone, using left-turns
Still running from the sun, as your heels burn
Tied-up in your lies, you're trapped in here
The static then cries "I'm now your fear!"
The broken son
Who thought he'd won
You can't outrun
What's left undone
The frozen son
Left cold and numb
Ran from the sun
Lost everyone
The prize you've won
Your focus on one
Just look at what you've become
One tear hides the sun
You're back where you started from
Torn apart
From the start
Should've listened to
Your own heart
