I was never the one to hold it in
while the panic reset in the darkest times
I bowed to nothing but drowned in misery
if you choose to except me than I will hurt you
make you embrace mistakes
then call me to the slaughter
opened up and exposed for the world to see
the chance for the aches of the bride
tore up inside, and left with a guilt that
never could hide.
I never was on my way but still coming back to where I never left
it seems as though only the ruthless carry on, and the meek just die.
to perish without cause and to murder any and all sense of regret........
The silence of fear or comfortability
as it can trickle or crawl away
if I could find that prayer, the one that saves you and I
then this life could extinguish and I could expose your great lie
last the silence so deafening, with great pose I've challenged the Gods, and stole
power from the waning moon
not a moment too soon
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