Deprived devotion
No longer ours to blame
Standing alone
Bound to the floor by filth
Picking at the wings of fallen saints
Revisiting the depth of hidden scars
Ignoring guidance of those I consider blind
While voices echo through me without words
A coffin frozen shut
Buried just below the surface
Yet nowhere near the reach of resurrection
Unthawed remains
Clawing at false halos as an exit from the pain
Following a ghost
Through walls of a stone
Following a ghost
That carries me on waves of gasoline
Through walls of stone
With matches clenched between my teeth
Deprived devotion
No longer ours to blame
Standing alone
Bound to the floor by filth
A coffin frozen shut
Buried just below the surface
Yet nowhere near the reach of resurrection
Unthawed remains
Clawing at false halos as an exit from the pain
Nowhere near the reach of resurrection
Nowhere near the reach of resurrection
