Treading through the murky water
Passing by the eyes
Staring at the proctor
Printing pages full of lies
Not aware from where she came or where she's set to go
There's whispers she's the cure for pain though we may never know
She's been finding ways that she can infiltrate the minds
Publisher of wickedness, deception sublime
Purchasing the ticket to her triumphant demise
Just to find you're fixed within the plan that she devised
She won't let you hide, watch the crimson tide
She won't let you hide, watch the last light die
Gazing at the stars amidst a dark and stormy night
Biting on the rooting of the tree that gave her life
Scrappings of letters that she cast into a flame
Detailing the toxins in the love that she has claimed
She won't let you hide, watch the crimson tide
She won't let you hide, watch the last light die
I've been running for so long from this being
They call her the proctor
Some say that their is no proctor
Some say she's the collective frailty
Well, I tip my hat to her
And anticipate her downfall
She won't let you hide, watch the crimson tide
She won't let you hide, watch the last light die
She won't let you hide, watch the crimson tide
She won't let you hide, watch the crimson tide
She won't let you hide, watch the last light die
She won't let you hide, watch the crimson tide
She won't let you hide, watch the last light die
She won't let you hide, watch the crimson tide