[Intro] (Instrumental Solo) [Verse 1] There's a Bible on the table, in suite 104 Pages sealed shut with two years of war He hunches low where the unmade bed ends Head crammed in palms, a gun in his hands [Chorus] Tears carve canyons down his hollowed face Family’s echo screams: “You’re weak, a disgrace” Seen the kind of hell that splits a soul in half No-one to catch him, when his world goes black. [Verse 2] Ghosts claw the skin where his uniform fit Horrors that don’t sleep, that don’t ever quit No shoulder to lean on, no hand to steady him His chest caves in, his courage turns to ash [Chorus] Tears carve canyons down his hollowed face Family’s echo screams: “You’re weak, a disgrace” Seen the kind of hell that splits a soul in half No-one to catch him, when his world goes black. [Bridge] That Bible’s spine bears the weight of his unspoken sin Every stuck page a war he couldn’t win He stares at the steel, the choice hanging on his breath Is there a way out of this living death? [Chorus] Tears carve canyons down his hollowed face Family’s echo screams: “You’re weak, a disgrace” Seen the kind of hell that splits a soul in half No-one to catch him, when his world goes black. [Outro] A bang tears Suite 104’s silent air Bible clamped in his hand, gun discarded there (Instrumental Solo)