Carceri The Good Must Suffer The Wicked
I have chosen the end of this
To finally let go
You conspire against me
The most unlikely enemy
I must leave
Can’t go on
This disease must end here
Both despairing in solitude
Till the daylight comes anew
Only I can see there is a
Pretty face under that bruise
Tense a bit when we kiss
Counterfeit apologies
You think that you can fight back
Give me reason
We’re confined in a life of rejection
Smothering each other with silent rage
Please give me a shot of redemption
It is time to put your dog to sleep
It is hard to accept that
Good things come to an end
Liberate me through sexual release
Not able to conceive
Explain why you would grieve
Ejaculation of the tainted seed
We’re conjoined in a spiral of loss
Condemned to each other
Condemned to ourselves
How can it be you still believe?
You stand in front of my implosion
Tell me why
I slowly burn with a hatred for all of your efforts
Pour ethanol on the fire
The more that you try to hold on
The more that I have to break you
Extirpate the cancerous growth
I know it wants to kill you too
Gurgles of a final breath
Colours fade into blue
Your eyes slowly die, die
We did expect a violent ending
It has been said ‘The good must suffer the wicked’
