Tourniquet Untied Songtext

Where her deathly fingers
Reach inside
To prod and search
For the doomed heart
That will soon
In an airless jar reside

Laying now
While the time
Is desperate to
Live a life
Of waste
It stands to say
That existing
As a heartless drone
One cannot slander
The fate's choice
As bad taste

Slithering past The baubled jar
Hanging from
The sash of lady dread
I rise to my feet
And hiss
As I tear off
The old hag's head

Time now caves in
On the empty throne
Of its former queen
Chaos rises from
The paltry monument
That I have made
And begins to play
Discord as if
It was a harp

However great
I cannot find
An action
To fill the void
I choose to
Simply walk along
As reality tears
Itself apart
And as I
Limp on past
The now broken jar
I hear the
War drums beat
From my disembodied heart