sour (feat. Golgothan)

Composing the face of feigned consistency
Snapping the sinews and breaking the bones
Falling further into atrophy
A healing salve to satiate
Nectar from the fang of the snake
The cleansing is meant to burn
The seat at the right shall only be earned

Day broke, fell, fed again
And the sun never met my frostbitten skin
The dark needn't lend a hand to the slaughter
The mind bends its own knee as a martyr
Reaching has only led to an empty hand
A moment of peace for moments of sleep
If it means refrain just let it be

Rotting intrinsic ties in resistance
Tranquility laid the base for the haunting
Silence
Reverberating dissonance
Safe rooms collapsed into catacombs
Rotting intrinsic ties in resistance
Tranquility laid the base for the haunting
Emptiness
Reverberating dissonance
Self-cast into the throes

Prolonging the inevitable
The sour once left my tongue
But I got the taste back
All I fell into is the lie
That one can ever truly leave the black

Misplaced optimism
Too long in the calm of stability
Progress, nothing but a balancing act
Weighted to the side of relapse
Instability
Fuck

I kneel at the altar of subservience
Blinded by the weakness
That's coursing through my veins
I am the pinnacle of what humanity deems shame

If it's within my skin
Let it meld with my bones
Just close my eyes and
Breathe

My eyes adjust to the dark
If I'm built to burn
I'll feel the cold while I can

I am the pinnacle of what humanity deems shame