Sing for stagnation
sing for the cursed
sing for the words
sing to show them you hurt
fade with the seasons
flee from the dawn
suffer your weakness
envy the strong
gorge on shadows
both fists full of mud
throat raw with pleading
eyes shot with blood
carved hollow by lies
forsaken and cold
your dreams turn stale
as you grow old
complacent children
wards of wasted breath
when you come to your senses
there won’t be anything left
they’re waitingin windowless rooms
so sure of a purpose
but no one’s coming not for you
Frail ghost arms raised
against a tempest of meaningless days
dead eyes lose sight
of the angels that guided your way
frail ghost not me
watch your colors fade
watch your world turns gray
time wrenches time tears
time steals time steals
time steals your hope away
time wrenches time tears
time steals your hope away
time wrenches time tears
time steals your hope away
time wrenches time tears
time steals your hope away
time wrenches time tears
time steals your hope away
frail hands call lightning down
frail tongues let fury sound
don’t let your life escape
don’t let your world turn gray
complacent children
don’t waste your
breath
my god won’t you come to your senses
my god take back what’s left
tear down windowless rooms
drown out all their lies
we will remember our worth
and open blood shot
eyes red no sleep raise glass
tear flesh break bone
drag yourself home
sing for the cursed
sing for the cursed
sing for the cursed
sing for the cursed