Self Damnation

Grinding agony, The rotten cross
I entrench my heels, In shifting sands
My soul is sickly, So be it with you
For we share, Our bloodied lifeline

Were on a journey, Floating long and lone
Knowing none, but our vessel

I entrust, The law of the land
And spit on your, Fated disposition
I know no other, Who stands before
That which I see, With my very eyes

Polluted deltas, Ravaged streams
Slitting our own fucking throats
My soul is sickly, So be it with you
For we share, Our bloodied lifeline

We're on a stone, Flying through space
We are truly nothing

Listen closely, The crunching of bones
The gnashing of ligaments, The splitting of peaks
Garden of rust, Temple of excess
Well of the lost and deeply insane

Arc of illusion, Cavern of faith
The walls come crumbling to the ground
The windows shatter, The pillars bend
As we flee our, Cathedral of waste



Credits
Writer(s): Jeremy Cuchiara
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