Slay these torments so I have no pettiness within me I'm in agony though I'm sure it's all my f*****g fault I'm spiteful but I'm still in pain Her Satanic shadow is still upon me after all this time
Hung off the cross yet still a parchment of rule Happy insane yet killing the self for the cure Serrated edge within the mind cut the dreams, the hopes, the future
I'm still cursed with no reflection to call my own I'm sure I had a heart once, perhaps... My nightmares crossed into the living world long ago I was left behind after the Rapture.. surely
You've picked an excellent album to inspire you. And I agree 100 percent with your statues! I enjoyed reading this, you have a damn good way with words.