text: My fears hunt me down
  Capturing my memories
  The frontier of loss
  They try to escape across the street where
  Jesus stripped bare
  And raped the spirit He was supposed to nurture
  In the name of my
  In the name of my
  Born of a broken man, but not a broken man
  Born of a broken man, never a broken man
  Born of a broken man, but not a broken man
  Born of a broken man, never a broken man
  Like autumn leaves his sense fell from him
  An empty glass of himself shattered somewhere within
  His thoughts like a hundred moths
  Trapped in a lampshade
  Somewhere within
  Their wings banging and burning
  On through endless night
  Forever awake he lies shaking and starving
  Praying for someone to turn off the light
  Born of a broken man, never a broken man
  Born of a broken man, but not a broken man
  Born of a broken man, never a broken man
  Born of a broken man, but not a broken man
  My fear is hunting me down
  Capturing my memories
  The frontier of loss
  They try to escape across the street where
  Jesus stripped bare
  And raped the spirit He was supposed to nurture
  In the name of my
  In the name of my
  Born of a broken man, but not a broken man
  Born of a broken man, never a broken man
  Born of a broken man, but not a broken man
  Born of a broken man, never a broken man