Twenty Three

Pulling the skin from my skull
So I can't see my face
Just to watch my own blood evaporate
Connect the cuts and trace the scars
To a cause lost at birth
Dead from the start
Marching in the glow of the streetlights
With the shadow in my head
Weaving dissonance
Slit wrists and a junkie's gaze
Nowhere Is Home Nowhere Is Safe

Falling down the stairwell
The figure at the bottom waits
To drag me to hell

Don't pray for me
You might just find something
You never want to see

Where do I go
All that I know is the war
Inside my head?
How can I repair
When I've been broken
Before the bend?

Don't bleed for me
'Cause we drift in death
It's everything I need
Don't bleed for me
'Cause I'm still in Hell
It's everything I need
I'm still screaming into nothing

Breaks in the skin remnants of a memory
Dissociative daydream fractures sanity
Bury me deep upside down
So when I wake I dig deeper in the ground
Pulling the skin from my skull
So I can't see my face
Just to watch my own blood evaporate
Connect the cuts, and trace the scars
To a cause lost at birth:
I was dead from the start

There's not enough blood in me to rid of the sin
But the blade will ensure this wont happen again
If I die unforgiven
I've reaped what I've sown
This is the balance
This is atonement