Shooting My Brain Out With Obsidian And Terracotta Bullets

I saw a world tonight, Stars tingling in my brain. Let my fingers burn away, Let me leave this world unstained...

I saw a life today, A life made out of hate. No hands lost, Hands made out of clay to degrade.

I wish I could see what you see, even if I know it hurts. I wish I could see what I see, even if I know I can't. I wish I could see what she sees, even if I know I shouldn't. I wish I could see what they see, even if it is a slaughterhouse.