A Pound of Flesh
Cut out and incinerated
Sewn shut vulnerability
Fear
Cold
Light in my eyes
Sleep
Knife
A slip of the hand
Ten years of peace
A decade in hiding
Lurking in the shadows of the underground
Becoming
On the forty second rotation of this cold dark rock
Awakening
Becoming
Regret
Mourning
Death of my blood, death of my body
How could I have known
That I would change
Back on the altar of sacrifice
Cold tools of death
Remove what was left behind
Remove the debris of time
Torn
Burned
Bleeding from within
A torture of vanity
Mental Cruelty
Necessary Madness
And I come back for more and more and more...
Fill me with darkness, fill me with light
Bitter and cold, lonely and old
I wait in mourning
Crying for God to heal me
Heal me
F*ck me
Penetrate the wound within
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A Pound of Flesh
Cut out and incinerated
Sewn shut vulnerability
Fear
Cold
Light in my eyes
Sleep
Knife
A slip of the hand
Ten years of peace
A decade in hiding
Lurking in the shadows of the underground
Becoming
On the forty second rotation of this cold dark rock
Awakening
Becoming
Regret
Mourning
Death of my blood, death of my body
How could I have known
That I would change
Back on the altar of sacrifice
Cold tools of death
Remove what was left behind
Remove the debris of time
Torn
Burned
Bleeding from within
A torture of vanity
Mental Cruelty
Necessary Madness
And I come back for more and more and more...
Fill me with darkness, fill me with light
Bitter and cold, lonely and old
I wait in mourning
Crying for God to heal me
Heal me
F*ck me
Penetrate the wound within
Cut out and incinerated
Sewn shut vulnerability
Fear
Cold
Light in my eyes
Sleep
Knife
A slip of the hand
Ten years of peace
A decade in hiding
Lurking in the shadows of the underground
Becoming
On the forty second rotation of this cold dark rock
Awakening
Becoming
Regret
Mourning
Death of my blood, death of my body
How could I have known
That I would change
Back on the altar of sacrifice
Cold tools of death
Remove what was left behind
Remove the debris of time
Torn
Burned
Bleeding from within
A torture of vanity
Mental Cruelty
Necessary Madness
And I come back for more and more and more...
Fill me with darkness, fill me with light
Bitter and cold, lonely and old
I wait in mourning
Crying for God to heal me
Heal me
F*ck me
Penetrate the wound within
Writer: Rowan Fletcher-Gibbs
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