It Is A Shame My Binoculars Don’t Work At Night

Forcing me to win
Broken down in sin
Submarine skill
Meant to kill

I found myself undone
Down you faceless one
Forcing me to win

My openness for you is free
The one thing you want you can not see

Tools will always fail
Still we will prevail
Castles made in sand

In nowhere land

I feel i've overcome
In the minds of some
I'm not already dead

My sergeant tells me to shoot three
It's the thing you hide you leave inside
You have no pride

Broken down
Found undone