Salt of Stones

Senseless steps taken blindly in agony
 Grasping for something, for air, for purity
 Words just hanging there like a hook missing bait
 I have no pigment to define this shape
 The notes of decay
 Learned from the mouth of violence
 I sang them everyday
 Till I became a silence
 I say that I am okay
 Cut edges and pretend
 That I have a heart that I can mend
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 The hands that used to be a part of me
 Were tortured by my demon's destructive needs
 From pieces of ruin I will deploy
 I'll construct a pretty temple to destroy
 The notes of decay
 Learned from the mouth of violence
 I sang them everyday
 Till I became a silence
 I say that I am okay
 Cut edges and pretend
 That I have a heart that I can mend
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 The notes of decay
 Learned from the mouth of violence
 I sang them everyday
 Till I became a silence
 I say that I am okay
 Cut edges and pretend
 That I have a heart that I can mend
 The notes of decay
 Learned from the mouth of violence
 I sang them everyday
 Till I became a silence
 I say that I am okay
 Cut edges and pretend
 That I have a heart that I can mend