Ashes to ashes, and dust to glass
I pray these tidings will come to pass
As burning bodies hang from broken down hooks
There is no comfort, It's solace that you fucking took
Left to endure in the torment that you left here
Swallowing flies, still left with nothing
Swallowed by time, my hopes are gone
I see these curses as a token of your broken trust
I've come complacent with the pride, envy, wrath, greed, and lust
Dead and abandoned, the poison laced with fear and spite
Submerged in darkness, Abandoned by the fucking light
(Troy Martin)
Broken Panes refelct a fear instilled
Shadow of doubt is real
Moment of clarity, I see from where I stand
The meek remain the same
Who put me in the slammer, I've done my fucking time
I perish through the now
And at the end of my strength I see you taught me how to let my purity fall
And now I walk
Through ruin to rapture
I pretend to dream, nothing else is real
My purity falls
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