Stick Figure

Byzantine

Composição de: Byzantine
Welcome to the skin you wear again 
The weeping wounds you try to amend 
Liar screaming hollow amens 
Your conscience disappears each time you sin 
New life is a possibility 
No one is here to see you bow to me 
Throw up your hands to the skies 
And welcome the new lords of your demise 

On your fear we feed 
And this is the way we bleed 

No love just hate my fist your face 
The tears they pave my indoctrination 
Your knees the pain it comes in waves 
You can't be saved because I am the way 
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Lie to my face not my back 
I'm not a stick figure 
Pray to my face on your back 
Three-Dimensional figure 

On your fear we feed 
And this is the way we bleed
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