Old Wounds Son Of No One
Beyond the twilight into infinity. Give me the grace to overcome my misfortunes. I couldn't stand it, all the lies I've been told. To hear another I couldn't bear it. I will never be like you. I wear this mask of truth. I do not wish for a better world. We won't dare strip ourselves of materialism. We're too careless, to pick and to choose. This is the price that we pay. An eye for an eye no longer do these ties bind. Sacred heart beat in the sight of apathy. Create. Decay. Repeat. Decay