Abated Mass Of Flesh - Too Late

As a dagger
My words divide
Cutting away
The subtle peace
Reflecting poorly
Feelings barred inside
Mistranslation
Representing a false notion
Shaming my face before thee
Forget my words
Curse myself
From your presence
Away into isolation
A space I know too well Открыть страницу с текстом

Conflicting afflictions
Tear away the fibers of sanity
I hate, I fall, I walk away
From the filth that you spew
Decorate my temple
With the arrows from your tongue
Swallowing hate, biding my time
For an open door apart from you
Your cynical motives
Testing morality
And I'll prove I'm more
Than the kings you emulate Открыть страницу с текстом

Some things change
Unearthing drastic conclusions
Others remain
Embedded in our nature
Forced smiles, fake intentions
For those that share our blood
We cannot live
Beyond this impression
Lest we deceive those most loyal
Each season passes
Revealing the wrath of time
Upon the faces we swore to love  Открыть страницу с текстом

How can you reason
You're buried to the neck
How can you shelter
All that you have lost
This is the vow
Long forgotten
This the oath
Sinking into black revenge
How can you speak
Words that ring untrue
How can you move
When you've tied yourself down
How can you speak
With a gun to your head
Unbound, count the cost
Resist, the voice of the lost Открыть страницу с текстом

Awakening
The call upon my life
To chase what seldom comes
Determination
Hides no longer
No need for reservations
This oath bore silence in a cold heart
This rain falls heavy on paper thin trust
Against the wall
Against my will
The prophets weep once more
Calloused hands
To hammer in the nails
Of my conflicted past
Left to ponder
Buried by time
The final curtain call
Resurrection  Открыть страницу с текстом

Not as hollow as the ones before me
Not as heartless as a vacant tomb
This burden shapes like a trial of fire
A guaranteed nail in my coffin lid
I'll be the one to refute your claims
See I'm bound by the time I own
Not burned by an empty grave Открыть страницу с текстом