Against the Blade

This conversation is a fix, I'm just a slave A mindless bitch, an empty picture frame, no sensation And when the scales are weighted and all your skin is stored Why say a prayer when there's just nothing to save Push against the blade Surrender to the game Push against the blade Push against the blade This mere old blindness, we're all bound, it's just the same Our minds are broken while our eyes are glazed, no sensation I know the scales are weighted inside this gleaming vault Why say a prayer when there's just nothing at all? Push against the blade Surrender to the game Push against the blade Push against the blade Push against the blade Surrender to the game Push against the blade Push against the blade