Jigsaw - Cyferdyne, AAIMON

Misery, she loves me

And with these hands I grip her tight

We suffocate together

The pieces of our puzzle

Tear the darkness from the light

Consumed in this illusion

A predator so perfect

The scars I wear my marks of faith

In my disguise I waste away

With venom trapped beneath my skin

The puppet I became again

This emptiness you left in me

You can’t cut me

I’m already bleeding

You can’t cut me

I’m already scarred

You can’t cut me

I’m already bleeding

You can’t cut me

I’m already scarred

The razor’s touch

Takes the pain away

The shadows fade and turn to dust

No vanity

Just apathy

Your halo rots and turns to rust

A predator so perfect

The scars I wear my marks of faith

In my disguise I waste away

With venom trapped beneath my skin

The puppet I became again

This emptiness you left in me

You can’t cut me

I’m already bleeding

You can’t cut me

I’m already scarred

You can’t cut me

I’m already bleeding

You can’t cut me

I’m already scarred