A Tear To Shed My Soul. To Bleed Out My Divinity I Search For. Holding The Spine Of God My Sour Sedation Pulled Them Away. So Many Things Left Unsaid My Brightside Faded Away. Less Than Zero A Shade Apart From What I Feel. Cold. We Used To Play Devotion But I See Your Face. It's Not Divinity. Godkiller, Mindcleaner. The Shallower I, The More I Sink. And I Will Not Rust Away This Time. So Many Things Left Unsaid My Brightside Faded Away. Less Than Zero A Shade Apart From What I Feel. Cold.