here lies a broken man dead beaten from his own hands the wounds internal self inflicted without his consent shapeless men have shifted through my eyes through my psyche my head is heavy through the night here lies a broken man dead beaten from his own hands the wounds internal self inflicted without his consent shapeless men have shifted so how does it feel to pull the hammer back do you hear a gun crack or does it all just turn to black death is on both sides of me i m just another faithless being these men have come for nobody but me i m only one step closer to insanity