these wounds
her great deception
a flaming heart
with a lust for a lie
we came
marching in blood
as the clouds in her eyes
sealed the sky
the path
of the wounded heroes
paved with desperate faith
please never let them rest
lies once told to save the truth
now weaken the light
in wake of a passing god
we laid our faces to thr ground
felt a distant wavering call
at the edge of the mist
a fire born to bring creation
the last phase of losing the trust
crawling down my spine
and I will send all my love
seven feet under
seven feet under
seven feet under
a part of me would choose
another way
another way to find
stillness here
such a distant word of hope
such a weak pulse of life
but a clear state of mind
need to speak
lip service
need to conceal
reprisal scars
hide in sun
a vital source
in countless words
describe your loss
in the suffering bodies
we claimed the victory
as insanity incarnated
for all the pain
that we never felt
will there ever be deliverance
the last phase of losing the trust
crawling down my spine
and I will send all my love
seven feet under
seven feet under
seven feet under
