Christian Death In Absentia
R. Williams I have etched the scrolls into my skin The hangman's noose, 13 lies which cross the barrier/burial There is a sin not yet commited O, he of sleepless flight - be merciful. I have found myself lost amongst the shards of a world reduced to shadow Sentenced to a lifetime in this prison Well, I should have taken this omen and ran Abandoned myself to secret corners Instead I turned to face the day Treading through the storm of the horror And decay How could I be so blinded Cut down and so misguided? Caught in deception, in deception O, he of splintered sight - be merciful For I know not what I do I walk the road that leads to an early grave As tears stream down my rigid face Well, I should keep one eye turned towards heaven As I drag my body through the flames Instead I turned to face the day Fighting with the demons I have made Spilled all my hope along the way It falls out, it falls dead Shattered fragments, endless waves O, he of sleepless nights - be merciful I have found myself lost amongst the shards If only I had severed ties, Ties that bind all my dreams to lies I could have walked away from it all I could have walked away from it all And found that peace waits in absentia
