Burning Flesh
The singeing blade
A shattered mind,
Broken and bleeding on the sidewalk
My beating heart grows silent
The naked silhouette
Leave me
My cancerous mind
Even saviors failed
My lord,
My demon,
They're the same
Peeling back my skin
Revealing my darkness
My scars
The sweet cuts,
A sea of red
Your lies fill my head
And I believed
Now I pay
Layed to rest
At peace beside him,
With him,
In him
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