Black As Can Be
All alone, I confess
Shackled to this emptiness
Haunting screams... echoing
Soft spoken suffering
Smoldering rage sets fire to the page
Locked away with the powder and the flame
Crippled legs can't bare your shame now, broken wings, won't carry your pain
Trapped inside with the rats and heathens
Fast descent from a martyr to the stains
Hold me close to embrace the treason
These broken wings, still won't carry your pain
Don't push me to the edge
Fight til' the bitter fucking end
Don't wait through today
For the blood of tomorrow
Wasting away, conscience betrayed
Too many reasons why I don't give a fuck
Why can't you see, black as can be
It's not your time to bleed with the enemy
So, climb right through, and smell the stink inside it
Intoxicating - the stench of remains
You need it
Finely pixelated, left desecrated, your mosaic of both time and space
Your scars and pain
Space and time, your scars and pain. Your pain
Coming from the west, no help, no tenderness
Violently repeating just like videos
So, don't push me to the edge, when I know this is not the end
It's hard to believe with the wounds that they leave
There is life left to defend
When there's nothing left to defend
A sliver of light creeps in
Shackled to this emptiness
Haunting screams... echoing
Soft spoken suffering
Smoldering rage sets fire to the page
Locked away with the powder and the flame
Crippled legs can't bare your shame now, broken wings, won't carry your pain
Trapped inside with the rats and heathens
Fast descent from a martyr to the stains
Hold me close to embrace the treason
These broken wings, still won't carry your pain
Don't push me to the edge
Fight til' the bitter fucking end
Don't wait through today
For the blood of tomorrow
Wasting away, conscience betrayed
Too many reasons why I don't give a fuck
Why can't you see, black as can be
It's not your time to bleed with the enemy
So, climb right through, and smell the stink inside it
Intoxicating - the stench of remains
You need it
Finely pixelated, left desecrated, your mosaic of both time and space
Your scars and pain
Space and time, your scars and pain. Your pain
Coming from the west, no help, no tenderness
Violently repeating just like videos
So, don't push me to the edge, when I know this is not the end
It's hard to believe with the wounds that they leave
There is life left to defend
When there's nothing left to defend
A sliver of light creeps in
Credits
Writer(s): Robert Arnold, Austin D'amond, Thomas J Frost
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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