The Guilt Trip - The Haunted

Crawl inside it

Become the sickness

Drink it

Elevate the threshold

Destroy the mind

And you suffocate

You learn to hate yourself

And take on the blame

And it burns (sweeping the ghost away, but they keep coming back)

And it burns (the sky is turning red)

It burns (we're right at the end)

And it’s all dead quiet

At the centre of the pain

Tighten the noose

Ascend the scaffold

And give in

Assume the position

Bow down your head

A ritual to purify

Undo what is

Absolve

Everlasting

The torture

And it’s all dead quiet

At the centre of the pain (x2)