These walls became a cage
Scratched with delicate wounds that mark a dying day
The scraps of breath I take belong to someone else
The dirt is all I know
Chained in line with the other sick, forgotten souls
Stuck with lies they told and wished they never found
What good is fear to a man when he's lost everything else?
Trees need no bark once the core is hollowed out
When a mistake is just that, transforming Eden to Hell
Such reflection will leave you beside yourself
There are days when death would be welcomed as a friend
But I'll live until we meet with my regrets
My life of moral decay was bound to d*** me to this fate
Held in the hands of penance
What good are dreams when I wake
To find I'm right where I'll always be even if I don't belong?
There are days when death would be welcomed as a brother sent
To soothe a tired friend
The easy way extends a hand
Leading us to satisfaction earned by fearful men
My life of moral decay was bound to d*** me to this fate
Held in the hands of penance
What good are dreams when I wake
To find I'm right where I'll always be even if I don't belong?
I'd see these walls in flames
I'd have to
I'd watch them crumble down to cleanse my sin
A second chance to take a life back
But it will never come a waste of time
Scratched with delicate wounds that mark a dying day
The scraps of breath I take belong to someone else
The dirt is all I know
Chained in line with the other sick, forgotten souls
Stuck with lies they told and wished they never found
What good is fear to a man when he's lost everything else?
Trees need no bark once the core is hollowed out
When a mistake is just that, transforming Eden to Hell
Such reflection will leave you beside yourself
There are days when death would be welcomed as a friend
But I'll live until we meet with my regrets
My life of moral decay was bound to d*** me to this fate
Held in the hands of penance
What good are dreams when I wake
To find I'm right where I'll always be even if I don't belong?
There are days when death would be welcomed as a brother sent
To soothe a tired friend
The easy way extends a hand
Leading us to satisfaction earned by fearful men
My life of moral decay was bound to d*** me to this fate
Held in the hands of penance
What good are dreams when I wake
To find I'm right where I'll always be even if I don't belong?
I'd see these walls in flames
I'd have to
I'd watch them crumble down to cleanse my sin
A second chance to take a life back
But it will never come a waste of time