Shame's Mirror

Beneath the shrapnel and between the worms

Held in fragments, where lust burns

Carnal taste for a simple mind

Where we pass beyond the ridges of a spine

Territory means nothing

When flesh meets steel, pick apart the frame

Beneath the shrapnel and between the worms

Held in fragments, where lust burns

I wanna know shame, I wanna feel what's real

I wanna pick apart (Pick apart)

What I was made to feel (Made to feel)

I wanna know shame (Wanna know shame)

I  wanna feel what's real (Feel what's real)

I wanna pick apart (Pick apart)

What I was made to feel (Made to feel)