Periphery Luck As A Constant
Staring up at the ceiling
While I'm falling into the flames
Something's gnawing
My shoulder and scarring
This moment into my memory frame
The fathers speak, but might as well be castrated
It feels so good from where I stand
The one obtaining from all human needs and pleasantries
Is the one I never will be
Collecting through the sheets
A sense of power filling me, and I will never let go
I'm never letting go
Bending will of man and the hearts of the gods
Shut the f..ck up and let us live a life we can call our own
Leave me alone
If you love the guilt then let it die
A life kept so clean, will measure
The price of misery
If you love the guilt then let it die
In silence we will remain
If you love the guilt then let it die
A life kept so clean, will measure
The price of misery
But manifest the taste of paradise,
And surely you'll see
The sin inside of me
