Cephalic Carnage Inside Is Out
Chasing lies
that which hurts most
believing
leave it
when it comes
let go of fear
take it
as I said
you will like it
being here
burning
the dust we become coats the dust we come from
digging deep, frozen grave, through cold veins, and to
feel, cold blood race, proof of
emptiness, and when it's done, dust we become coats the
dust we come from
fingers pierce - my soul is pulled - from my body - is
cast down - from heaven comes exile
left behind
wanting to breath
start the fires
that boil the seas
beg for nothing
on broken knees
ultima bless me so
yet, you watched her escape, your grasp, you've slipped
Bless me so
i won't fall through
to come hear again
in your grief
find your new place
now repent
then go drifting
into the dark
to find no light
to search forever
start the fires
that boil the seas
beg for nothing on broken knees
