The Halfway Point

On the edge of dividing
Separate my faith
I'm caught in the middle, dividing
And halfway

It's late now
Was once infallible and free
No ebbing nor unravelling could silence that piece
In setting sights and dwelling safely
O'all has come to be
The ill unknown
What's waiting for, waiting for

(They think) I'll fall
I'm not asleep anymore
I'm halfway down the hole (hahaha)

On the edge of dividing
It's doomsday, so you say
The voice in the middle, dividing
Divide me

In silence
Like a parasite in bloom
It's suffocating
A fitting fate for a demigod's debut
And setting daylight, calling midnight
The darkness coming to
(There's nothing to lose)

Or maybe there is, depends who you're talking to
Don't lose track of the pieces in play
If one is unchained, that's fifty percent
It's darker than ever, and not even finished yet
(And if you haven't heard)
Then you might wanna listen
I'm part of double division, a prison
I gotta get out of this place
I'm half-a-way down to it, digging for faith

I'm halfway down the hole
(Halfway down to hell)
Dig, dig
Dig, dig

On the edge of dividing
Don't quite feel the same

Hateful and cold
I feel to shed brighter folds

Pressure is building, the world is distorting
Divide myself wholly and darkness becomes me
For what I didn't do and what it fucking did to me
(And what it did was this)
What I didn't do and what fucking it did to me, it doesn't matter now
It looks like this
On the edge of dividing
Wonder what's left of me

Look what it did to me
Look what it did to me

They think I'll fall
I'm not asleep anymore