The Grift Songtext
von Eyes Without a Face

Nested in the spire
Fever-twisted by the grift
Cold and sick
Broken
Hearted

As dawn draws near
You′ll breathe false air
In flesh I appear
Hollow
Not here

The light leads down, it's a long way down
At the bottom without a flame
The ache bleeds out, now a husk of the self
Alone and without a name


Do you feel empty in the dead of the night?
Or immune?
Do the garish city lights burn brightly for you?

To be abhorred for the truth
And loathed for a lie
Someone will do
God willing

By sheer will
I′ll have my fill
She calls out still
Longing

I'll watch you change
Shed your skin and
I'll not turn away
Till it′s
Over