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There is no joy in my life
Smite me with fire
My flesh, your blood
God reaches down to take his bite

Always waiting
Wishing, endless
Wasteful, itching
Always for more

Born into the streets
Concrete consumes me
Subconscious beating
We beg the sun to stop rising

Always falling away
Further from the fray
Always falling away
Left out in the rain

Leeching through shades
Lights burn away
In dirt we pray
City of graves



Credits
Writer(s): Ben Hayes
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