Thieves come unto me. Unabated, unrelated, infuriated by the hand of God. Cut the hand and let it bleed. Bear it like somehow it sets you free. Mount it like a reason to take control of your own life. Be my light to the end. Be my light to be fucking free. Thieves come unto me. Unabated, unrelated, infuriated by the fear of God. Dead six million, sick six billion. An empty mind is a hefty heart. Fortitude comes from solitude, but I'll scrape these walls till they fall apart. As I'm paralyzed, I can feel this is the end. As I'm paralyzed, I can finally rest my head. Render me useless. We've come too many. Render me hopeless. I see through the glory.