PAST IS YOUR FACE ON MY MIND
OBSCURED, AND SILENT, AND COVERED WITH GRIME
UNFEELING, FADING INTO GLOOM
AND IT LIES ON MY CONSCIENCE LIKE A HINT OF PERFUME
MONODARK IS LONELINESS
MONODARK IS EMPTINESS
INTO THE FROWN OF THE DAY
I SINK WITH MY THOUGHTS AND I CAN FEEL MY DISMAY
IT IS DRIVING
ACHE INTO MY HEAD
TEARS INTO MY EYES
SMOKE INTO MY LUNGS
BLOOD INTO MY MOUTH
MONODARK IS NOTHINGNESS
MONODARK IS BITTERNESS
MONODARK IS PAIN
MONODARK IS STAIN
LOSS IS YOUR VOICE IN MY HEAD
IT'S FAINT AND IT WHISPERS OF THE LIFE I ONCE HAD
UNFEELING, GROWING ROOTS IN MY VEINS
AND I CHOKE ON ITS SENTENCE LIKE I CHOKE ON CHAMPAGNE
DEATH IS YOUR TONGUE IN MY MOUTH
LOVELESS, AND SOUR, AND IT GOES DEEPER SOUTH
UNFEELING, SLIDING INTO HEART
AND IT TEARS OUR GOOD TIMES EVEN FURTHER APART