The chair's been kicked
A rope tied to the rafters
Blue faced and broken necked I sigh
Relieving my vision from the sick mocking stare of that hated sun burning the sky .
Slumped like a headless scarecrow
Cold and limp against the wall
Blood paints a pattern of rohrschach's design
Thawing the winter that burdens this heart.
Shit-stained and shameful
An exit in disgrace
Not a splash but just a ripple left
I end this life in vain.
In the dead of the darkness I breach the still lake toward the reflection of the moon
The night colored liquid arresting my lungs
Finally in peace in this watery tomb.
Destroy this fragile body to be gorged upon by worms
Not a splash but just a ripple is left in the wake of my merciless scorn.
Beyond those cursed stars above lies the answer that I seek
On the backs of bullets rides my name longing to kiss my cheek
Resentfully decline retire this hated life
Without guilt I break these veins carved with salvation's knife.
Turn not away, avert not your face
This is how it was meant to be
In silence found hanging there 'bove a pool of waste
The beauteous workings of mortality
No one can truly touch another parallel never to cross
Pointless fumbling, sad mistake
Only capable of pain.
Beyond those cursed stars above lies the answer that I seek
On the backs of bullets rides my name longing to kiss my cheek
Resentfully decline retire this hated life
Without guilt I break these veins carved with salvation's knife.
Taken from AlbumSongAndLyrics.comBeyond those cursed stars above lies the answer that I seek
On the backs of bullets rides my name longing to kiss my cheek
Resentfully decline retire this hated life
Without guilt I break these veins carved with salvation's knife.