Skyclad Building A Ruin
My life is a sentence that carries no pardon, I can't put you out of my misery now. So stunned by the beauty of this madhouse garden - I've taken my chances (then lost them somehow). This body's a temple - a shoddy construction, I'm digging my grave - while boring the well, I'm paving a path to my own self destruction, I won't be content 'til I see me in Hell. No I won't be content 'til I see me in Hell. I've looked back on my time - the names and the faces, A child long ago that I nearly fogot, And felt like someone who'd just step on the place where teh last stair should have benn - (then found it was not). Life's just a process of delamination, Stripping your hopes- dissecting them gently. I've opened my heart - and to my consternation when I peered inside it was small, dark and empty. Chorus: My friends turn to me - wonder what I am doing, drinking and smoking like somebody died. I said "Leave me alone I'm just building a ruin, The spirits have sunken - so the wreckage must rise." I'm building aruin - I ruin a building, My bridges are burned up - my tunnels are filled in. It's all a game I believe - the longer you play it the harder it gets. The most I can hope to achieve now's my breakfast, a priest with a blindfold an last cigarette... Chorus: My friends turn to me - wonder what I am doing, drinking and smoking like somebody died. I said "Leave me alone I'm just building a ruin, The spirits have sunken - so the wreckage must rise." I won't be content 'til I see me in Hell.
