The Apparition

There is no one there
Final pieces tear

Severe innocence
A willing ignorance
Or don't you even care?
You're willing to believe
In everything you see
But life is never fair

Wrists are cut
Hands are tied
You've been cast aside

Beacon of distress
You'll never repossess
All your stolen youth
They lie and deceive us
The distance between us
No further from the truth

First they break the spine
Then the rest will fall in line

Precondition
Inquisitioned
Your submission
The apparition

Obey
The apparition

Superstition
Apparition
Holy Ghost