While some creep by victims of failure and fault
There are those that die on the vine
Bones are brittle and the tissue won't grow
Limitation by design
Twist and contort
Don't try to break through
Nourish the lesser
Evil of two
You'll be smothered, crushed by your cocoon
When the temple of change
Is built for misuse
One thing's for certain
The captive never bloom
You'll be bound and dead in your cocoon
Here you are you're holding all the tools
Positioned with nothing you can lose
With so many options you refuse
Your shell has planted its own roots
Still you burrow and stow away
Flounder with no excuse
Twist and contort
Don't try to break through
Nourish the lesser
Evil of two
You'll be smothered, crushed by your cocoon
When the temple of change
Is built for misuse
One thing's for certain
The captive never bloom
You're forgotten, dead in your cocoon
Exploit and avoid in short sighted obsessions
While building your walls from indulgent intentions
A generous victim you bleed to survive
Cripple the host that keeps you alive
All this protection from the outside
Hiding the ugly on the inside
No metamorphosis for your kind
Never change you f*cking parasite
Just stay trapped in your cocoon
Crushed in your cocoon
Wither in your cocoon
Dead in your cocoon
Twist and contort
Don't try to break through
Nourish the lesser
Evil of two
You'll be smothered, crushed by your cocoon
When the temple of change
Is built for misuse
One thing's for certain
The captive never bloom
You're forgotten, dead in your cocoon