Ever since the day that I was made I've been deciding the end. And I was made of wood and stone that won't diminish or bend. So when the heavy hand of death is here to take me away.
I'm growing partial to detesting a disease in me.. It's head swells into beautiful. Dependency.. With teeth that feed on flesh and everything.. I swear I am not..
These words are a weapon for the ones in pain. A fair fight for the children of a lesser name. We are the war against the sick and fatal fall of man. A hollow tip to the notion of a Godless stand.
I've never been the type. To turn my back and run. It's never appealed to me. To be the same as everyone. When it comes to shove and I can't see you. Through the black.
I don't belong here. I never saw this on the path I walk. The blood-stained walls, the lines of chalk on the floor. It's getting so hard. I never saw the backlash when the tide began to rise.
I hold you in like a deep breath.. Feel you like the last beautiful touch before a final rest.. I know I'll see you forever.. I want it painted black and red..
Broken teath, a shattered jaw. Ten to one, behold my God. Wicked sons of heaven's loss. Raise your own inverted cross. King's of earth, iron fist. Serve the sacred you dismissed.
I'll be the one last breath before this death. I'll be the final glimpse of truth when there's none left. And if I shame your face, degrade your faith.
Every single time I feel the burn I try to throw it away.. A fast fix for the brokenness of everyday.. Its like the pain is building up, it's swelling up,.
We lay face down in pale solitude. To save face, we pulled our walls in front of you. To the same place where we danced in front of you. We fell from grace and watched the hope fall from your face.
It's buried deep within the past and I. Hope it doesn't last. (It's something I already chase, I already chase). I try to give it all away, but it's never going to fade.
One more day. This time I'll bite the bullet. Let me stay. And set this life ablaze. . Give myself to compromise. And let the hammer fall. From blackened eyes to broken ties.
A black heart in an empty shell where the desperation laid waste- I am you. A blank page in an unknown book and the opposition you face. I am the endless scar, the broken hope, the gaping hole in your faith- I am you.
We flow with bitter words that file sharp our teeth. And we bite off our own tongues. We trample any trace of your divinity's hope. And we'll sacrifice our young.
Run. . Every second is a pure affliction. But I can feel your pain. Choke back the burn of wrath as they violate your name. No sign of innocence in this godforsaken place.
Dig yourself a shallow grave. Your life is not the legacy of honor you would dig six feet for. Broken is the way you came. And broken is the way that you will leave when everything is paid for.
As I clear my mind enough to see. Decaying pieces of my being that have fallen on me. I find the one clean cut that has given the wrath. Beneath the deep and cleansing fire that is shaping the path.
It's in this wake that I find myself. Losing the will to resume this hell. When every breath is a dying wish. It's harder to follow the point of this.
Time has had its way with me. My broken, tired hands can't build a thing. The wires that have held me still. Embedded now in flesh, define my will. The idle of my days has won.
Trapped behind my state of mind. I took your words and now I'm blind.. And everything you've given just kills me.. . Your words swarm through my soul like locusts..