There is this face in the still water
I can't remember ever wearing!

Like fingerprints on your heart
Reading out the last lines of code
To the untrained eye a secret
I bled away the last of you

Sought trust in shapes, combined results
That trickles from a less than solid case
Fought off attacks of resurfaced lust
Burnt the gracing grounds

Now! What will give in first, the body or the lash?
Monochromatic stains!
Now! Who will cave in first, the leader or the fake?
Monochromatic stains!

This pile of ashes of a soul
Informant pokes about
These sickly little fingers
Get away from me!

Tread not the path of least restraint
Speak of evidence of lie – a lie
The body, the face – all items in place
I don't remember a thing

Now! What will give in first, the body or the lash?
Monochromatic stains!
Now! Who will cave in first, the leader or the fake?
Monochromatic…
Stains!

A sacrifice made to the loss of a mind…
Folly a man's demise!

Track down the stain that allow my fall
Sickening the sight of it all
Never shall I claim my innocence
I just wasn't there

Now! What will give in first, the body or the lash?
Monochromatic stains!
Now! Who will cave in first, the leader or the fake?
Monochromatic stains!