To welcome the withering
The sweltering has come to an end
Burnt and empty just like me
Falling into autumn, open up the flood gates
Submerging capernaum, we are all messiahs
The sweltering has come to an end
Burnt and empty just like me
Falling into autumn, open up the flood gates
Submerging capernaum, we are all messiahs
We are all heretics
It fears me but not my words
Nor callousness, nor disgust
Buried deep behind my eyes, swells beneath my disguise
It fears me but not my words
Nor callousness, nor disgust
In emptiness I reside
The fragile hollow of a beautiful lie
There's no peace in decay
And in life there is no certainty
There's no peace in death
Not until I can hold it
The serenity that death offers me
The silence of the soil
I've bricked and mortared the east gate
There's no sympathy here
I'd rather writhe in perdition than slip through martyred hands
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