| Tell me — all the secrets |
| That you think I don’t already know |
| Take me back — to the place |
| Where our footprints bleed into the snow |
| Separate your sex from everything |
| Recreate the nightmares that make you come |
| To understand nothing is possible |
| To comprehend that the world has come undone |
| Your world has come undone |
| In your head — by my hands |
| Your world has come undone |
| Come with me — I’ll show you the things |
| You don’t admit that you really want to see |
| On our knees — we’ll crawl together |
| Through the doors to the prophecy |
| Separate your sex from everything |
| Recreate the nightmares that make you come |
| To understand nothing is possible |
| To comprehend that the world has come undone |
| Your world has come undone |
| In your head — by my hands |
| Your world has come undone |