Torturer Lyrics - Franks Enemy

Things I've assembled 

To be torn apart 

It seems the essence 

This lava in my heart 

The same old story 

Handed by a woman and a snake 

Jokes about purgatory 

Seems a long wait 

One more day with the torturer 

One more day with the torturer 

Love is a mask 

Donned by many things 

Fighting juggernauts 

Destroying everything 

A life of retreat 

With its outstretched hand 

Slapped down by me 

That rule-playing man 

One more day with the torturer 

One more day with the torturer 

One more day with the torturer 

One more day with the torturer 

Wrinkles where there were pimples 

Grey and gone hair in my brown 

Soon I will be muzzled 

Soon I will die down 

Years between me and God's face 

As fleeting as dust and smoke 

Every day be good in this place 

If only for the hope