Lifetimes

Hide behind the end where we lost touch
The lines of deceit can move mountains
We'll bury this as deep as it will go
But we'll never live to see to see the light of day

How we follow nowhere, with guilt in our hearts
Each day with contempt, I pray til it hurts

Cold migration, diseased as we breathe our life
Lifetimes of graying skies, crippled by our paths
I've never known a faster way to suffocate
I've never felt so wrong with the weight of sufferance
In my hands

How we follow nowhere, with guilt in our hearts
Each day with contempt, I pray til it hurts

With defeat, no words can exist
Empty thoughts, burning for a false
Fuck hope, the weakest way a man can live
I'll stand my ground, with two feet in the grave

Suicide, modeled grief
Captive, but not released

Tuning: 
AEADF#B