Sixth Chamber

I am above from where they are reaching

And what they ask of me I am beyond
As life unfolds these eleven lessons in chaos
I lay before you
But should forgiveness play part
In this procedure
Because pebbles and sand
Still sink ships
And are even above from where I am reaching

Broken buttons and flawless skin
Have landed me within this tender trap

And just to bore through the flesh
Bore

I am above from where they are reaching
And to extract the materials
What they ask of me
Of the world from me
I am above
Pay no mind of my retreat
Because the other rats can always show you the way