Lyrics Salvaging - Steven Wilson

What was the point
Of making you trust?
You live in a lie
With the pain and the dust

God always shouts
And you always kick
Through passionless hours
Yeah, you make me feel sick

Your secret is told
But the body rejected
Your smile is a question
But the end is expected

A truce is attained
Excuses are given
Time to assess
Now the nails will be driven

Time to assess
Now the nails will be driven
Time to assess
Now the nails will be driven