So here it comes once more
And he tells himself not to give in
Words slither away to the back of his mind
And he's left with a tangible sin
He wonders if he is made of rock
As his breaking point draws near
But walls never waver in their strength
And stones don't show their fear
* Hidden granite, pale face
Think about your favorite place
Whispered verses, silent screams
Don't dwell upon your broken dreams*