Your image, not forgotten
Burns its place into memory
Your name, a burden that I speak
Weighing heavily on my tongue
I would hope that the sunrise
Would bring your body close to mine
But it only brings the ties
Binding me to agony

In my despair, I denounce you
Your flesh, merely a product of memory

Incisions buried deep
Within the warmth of your body
Close your eyes
A razor's kiss will bring you sleep

All I know is that your debts
Have been waiting to be repaid
I'm the reaper of your sins
I bask in cries of agony
Ignorance, the shackle that
Shall forever, stay your feet

Embedded within your heart
I shall find the root of your lies

I have suffered
You have not suffered

Embedded within your heart
I shall find the root of your lies