Sales of a Deathman

I held on to you as long as I could
Though this deal played out how he knew it would
So blinded by my love I was running
Familiar hands choke hope that's coming

Look into the grave built inside his head
The facade so real, the sickness takes form again

Lay down your own mind
One love that won't die
Last prayer, the last lie
This curse, always mine

Ice cold rejection clouds the
Deceit with its pure perfections
You won't soon forget her
As she cries out from her corner

Waters rise and take you and me
A crooked scale tipped so we can't see
Released by time that's meant to bend
A pointing finger spells you again

Change the puzzle so the pieces will fall
Into the ending you built for us all
A gift and power to usurp it
A paradise and its false serpent

Look into the grave built inside his head
Now the waters add one more to its dead

Ice cold rejection clouds the
Deceit with its pure perfections
You won't soon forget her
As she dies inside your corner

Dragged down, I let out my last breath
An embrace with the smile of death
No heaven written on your face
No fires written on my tomb



Credits
Writer(s): Hakeem Cuauhtemoc De Hoyos, Keith Jack Nichols, Alexis Ramon Nino, Brandon Hunter Bowman, Aaron Royce Pegues
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