Besedila: My Ruin. A Prayer Under Pressure Of Violent Anguish. Sanctuary.

Dis...honest
you came with your first kiss
blue eyes sold me your heavenly presence
something was suffocating me...couldn't breath
had no idea that you would ever deceive
i tried to believe all the things that you taught me
christ like images of truth...they straight got me
now watch me drown in sadness
my lungs gasp for air cause i let you stab this...
Heart...and rip apart wounds that exist
deeper and darker
than any words i could spit
all is shit
and it will never be well
because the fires that burn
are my never ending .... Hell

is this what you call god?
Your faith is lost
is this what you call god?
Get off your cross
get off...

Bridges
connect each other for necessity
lifelines scar my hands like the rest of me
asked me to trust you and yes i tried to
constant apologies caused me to lie too
tried to medicate my hate with your magic
how could something so sweet end up so tragic
ressurect me from this abyss
in death every body function fails to exist
false commitments tongues twisted with religion
a heart shaped rock of the same size incision
obsolete
with no relief or release
just insomnia filled nights
of never ending...sleep

is this what you call god?
Your faith is lost
is what you call god?
Get off your cross

split a piece of wood and i am there
lift a stone and you will find me
are you still scared?
Sanctuary
sanctuary
sanctuary
there's no sanctuary

is this what you call god
is this what you call... God
is this
is this
is this what you call love
get off get off
watch me
get off get off
watch me
get off get off
now watch me fall...
I swallowed all your lies
and they felt good going down...
Death be not proud