11.24.11

i feel abandoned by the look on my face, suffering the blame
 i've laid in graves of the rains
 weight of hollow breath
 swallowing the darkness, the only thing i've left
 so much passion from driving nails in my lungs
 the darkest hour when my life is in ruins, i scrape the walls with broken flesh from above
 i've taken daggers in my back and replaced. fading out again
 i pull away from the pain, sucking out the death
 and we stood in that room and watched it cover all of us
 like the plague it covered us all
 and i loved loving you was the last thing she said
 and i loved loving you was the last thing i said
 the sky went red, turn your back and run
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 with broken flesh from above, i light fire to this hell
 and with broken flesh from above. i cut it's fuckin' head off