Interpret:

Seether

Album:

One Cold Night

Vacate is the word
vengeance has no place so near to her
cannot find the comfort in this world
artificial tears,
vessel stabbed, next up, volunteers
vulnerable, wisdom can't adhere


A truant finds home
and a will to hold on, to
but theres a trapdoor in the sun,
immortality


As priviliged as a whore
victims in demand for public show
swept out through the cracks beneith the door
holier than though, how
surrendered, executed, anyhow
scrawl dissolved, cigar box on the floor


A truant finds home
and a will to hold on, to
but theres a trapdoor in the sun,


Immortality


I cannot stop the tought 
running in the dark
coming up a which way sign
all good truants must decide


Stripped and sold mom
auctioned forearm
a trapdoor in the sun
truants move on
cannot stay long
some die just to live