The Line

I am the line, I hold you near
There is no burden left to bear, I can see clear
You're in suspension, you know no love
There is no story left to tell
You have no wisdom to pass on

I am the soul of absolution
No man can hurt his own illusion
My hands are crippled from the pain
You are the splinter in my vein

You put your head between your hands
And understand nothing it is
I feel the answers keep you scared
I've put the harm inside myself

I am the line, I hold you near
There is no burden left to bear, I can see clear
I am perfected, I know no void
I have no conscience to keep clear
I understand there's nothing more

You try to kid yourself with questions
Pleading in time for some correction
I found you tied onto the cross
Your judgement on your every thought

You know my words all mean the same
You've buried here to isolate
Until this prison in your mind
Well, you were born without a spine

Where did you stop caring?
Where did you stop caring?
Where did you stop caring?
Where did you stop caring?