The Reliquaries - This Is My Design Lyrics

She's not who she's supposed to be
She's thin as paper
The antlered king is on his knees
She doesn't need him to save her
She feels his hands around her throat
She does not choke, she never spoke, she
Wants him to see
The thing she's meant to be

The scalpel's blade cuts down to bone
He ties the suture
She heard the same voice on the phone
As he whispered the future
Hand in hand and side by side
Her personal devil along for the ride, he
Knows she can see
The things she shouldn't see

Her heart is on her sleeve again
She finds it hard to breathe again
He'll get her in his teeth and then
This is my, this is my, this is my... design

They know he's not himself these days
He's somebody new
He sees them through a rusted haze
His perspective is skewed
The scene is out of his control
The coffee's old and he's getting cold, he
Finds it harder to be
What they want him to be

His hungry dreams are bleeding through
He's surely sinking
He needs a different point of view
To know what he's thinking
He feels his head begin to ache
He sees his hands begin to shake, he
Cannot unsee
What he's afraid to be

The clock is upside down again
He hears that beating sound again
It feels he's going to drown again
This is my, this is my, this is my... design

Twilight falls, the girl climbs his walls
He smiles like she got him
The boy, he sees right through the caul
Something's there but it's not him
Said the spider to the fly
The parlor's warm and it's snowy outside, he
Knows they will be
What he's made them to be

He'll turn them upside down and then
He'll run their ships aground and then
He'll wear that antler crown again
This is my, this is my, this is my... design