Behind the eyes of my compassion lies a suffering soul
And in my blood a bitter darkness slowly taking it's toll
I feel the death of our connection and the fading of light
Between the shards of sudden panic from choking on my life

I see the scars of your addiction and the feeling you hide
A blackened heart from all the hatred you will never rewind
Within the depths of your depression hear you pleading for help
Your just a shell of vacant ruin, a portrait of myself.

I can't breathe alone
You can guide me home.

I am the face of your affliction.
Feeding new life through the cracks in your skull.

Beneath the skin of your aggression is a thickening fear
A swelling plague from every devastating voice that you hear
You feel the throes of contradiction in the world that you left
Another day in your delusion, the never-ending death.

I can't breathe alone
You can guide me home
I can feel you here
You can draw me near

I am the face of your affliction.
Feeding new life through the cracks in your skull.
I am the pain of your conviction
Stabbing you right through the back of your soul.

This is life, this is love
I am the face of your affliction.
Feeding new life through the cracks in your skull.
I am the pain of your conviction
Stabbing you right through the back of your soul.

I can feel you here
You can draw me near.

Copyright: CAPITOL CHRISTIAN MUSIC GROUP, Capitol CMG Publishing
Writer(s): DON CLARK, RYAN CLARK