"You've never been worth much of anything
Why don't you go kill yourself?"
That was the last thing your father said
Before he swung that belt
You wanna be strong
But you can't even hold your head up
Because it feels like the world
Is falling onto your head
And you know it's never going to stop
Until you're dead
You can feel the crimson shadows
Speaking their mind
They tell you that you've simply
Run out of time
There is nothing you can do to escape
Try to escape your fate
You don't want it
But you can't put down the blade
"He was even better than you!
I'm leaving you! I wish you were dead"
She tried to defend herself when
You caught her giving him head
You wanna be strong
But you can't even keep from tearing up
And the shadows on the wall
They dance in crimson for you
They beg you for your blood
They want you to do it too
You can't help but feel like
No one will be missing you
I whisper in his ear
"Scream, no one will hear
Your better of this way
You don't have anything to say
You're so alone
You're so...
ALONE!"
Pull the trigger!
NOW (OH)
Every fucking moment!
In everyone's fucking life! (OH)
They've been pushing you!
Oh, they've been choosing you (OH)
We dance along the walls
You know there's no hope left at all
Just let go.
You're so alone.
Just let go...
No. Not today.
You're strong enough to head home.
No, not today.
You're in control
Tell the shadows you're too strong
To let them sing you their song
YOU ARE READING
The Blackened Bible
PoésieThe Blackened Bible is an autobiography using lyrics and poetry. This is the unabridged version, in which the narration has not been removed. "...Let it be known that this is a submersion, an adaptation of a corrupted mind to paper. Come. Read. Let...
