Art Far Away Plainview
Please take this f..cking hand before it is to late
I could have carried you away
Please just f..cking devour this skin
I can hear your screams for salvation, come here
The womb of your whore mother is not yours to carry
For I promise you this, I could have carried you away from this war
I could have carried you away from this house of violence; where your father drains the life out of you and your mother
Rest your head against my shoulder. Rest there, and I will find
A way out. I will carry you out of this house. Where faithless men wear a devil's smile, upon these faces where dreams have gone lost. But dear, you will die in the bloody arms of your father, after
He slits the throat of your now dead mother. You will die there
Beaten into pieces, with a broken heart and broken bones
I could have carried you away, but I'm so sorry my dear, that won't happen, for I am just an empty man, I am too afraid of the pain
For this I'm sorry my dear, for this I have no faith. I will never
Visit you in this house anymore
Your God has forsaken this place, a long time ago. Take this f..cking hand before it is to late. Because I could have carried you away. Please take this f..cking hand
