In Absentia

There was once a boy
With knives stuck in his voice
All he wanted, all he wanted was a little affectionUntil one day he came
To tempt his mothers taste
All she wanted, all she wanted was to spread her infectionSpit and spindle we refuse
Burning fumes of lucid youth to mend
Her broken thoughtsTheyve stolen all my love
Buried in absentiaCan you hear my vitreous heart
Breaking in absentiaSmokestacks burn
I wont turn
I wont ever let you goTheyve stolen all my love
Yes, theyve stolen all my loveHe returns alone
Changes here nor thereDoes he want some
Does he want a little insurrection?Withhold my regrets
Insomnatic fateOpt out of incision
Tear down the reason
Ive just gotta get out of hereSpit and spindle we refuse
Burning fumes of lucid youth to mend
Her restless limbsTheyve stolen all my love
Buried in absentiaCan you hear my vitreous heart
Breaking in absentiaSmokestacks burn
I wont turn
I wont ever let you goTheyve stolen all my love
Yes, theyve stolen all my loveTaken by the night
Dye the gates remembranceCheck the puzzle, does it fit
I am alpha and omegaAnd on the seventh day I rise
Past the pangs of my resistanceWhen the son gives up his throne
What becomes of this theftDasehra, make these shackles go away
Dasehra, make these shackles go awayDasehra, wont you help me stand my ground if I should fallDasehra, as long as I am injured
Dasehra, as long as I rememberDasehra, as long as I am injured
Dasehra, as long as I remember