Facedown

What have I seen?
I dream a dream
Where I can lend my eyes

So you can see
Strings move our limbs
Whilst hanging by a tie

But I don't want to be part of this charade

Lord, I rather be face down

Why do I choke?
My blood will soak
Whilst they bleed me dry

Why do I live?
For all they give
Is hope in an afterlife