Whatever happened to the integrity found within a family
I return your glare
And my bones are chilled with some sort of sickening recipe of fear and anger
Day by day
Time after time again
You distort chronology
You foster of terror
Bury your diamonds
Destroy your rubies
We are searching for security in tragedy
Look around and notice the black
Drowning our simplicity
We are the constant decay
Each note will disintegrate
Perched upon our towers
Motionless and miserable
Heres to a comfortable casket
How decieving is the cemetary of motivation
I wish to write a conclusion
Climbing into fire her hands are forceful
We're buying earth in earth
White hands, soft hands
Carefully this makes no sense
What's the sound i hear
I'm lost in a state of confusion
Oh ground, I despise you
But rejoice in your essence
Envy will cease my sky
Here's a farmer that hung himself on the expectation of plenty
At this time I feel there is no bottom to earth
Welcome to the museum of the dead
Endless gore becomes reality
Traditions dug the grave
The inferno has commenced