The Storm

Enemies as we part
No use for this world
The dawn is not here
I'm drawn into the void
I turned my madness into you, and hid in plain sight
The memories can't take away the pain
 
The storm washes it away
The storm washes us away
The storm will wash us now and take away the pain
 
Up on the hill the fires still burn
 
Disgust, your visage is a joke
The image of shit fills the cracks within your face
Your mirrored and pathetic stares, upon your weakness I will feed
Behold as the wolf returns to pass, destroyer of redemption, slaughter of the sheep
No cause no beginning, these words that make me sick, you can choke on them now
 
I'm coming home
Sinking to the land beyond the graves
No coming back
I will disappear beneath the waves
 
And up on the hill I can see the heavens burn
 
Rejoice as the angels tear me down, trumpeting the hate that echoes for all time
Bastards in the flesh that you keep, if man were truly gods you would weep
I'd fall to my knees but I'll worship no slime
As the clouds part and the rain begins to fall, I will sink alone
 
You do it to your own kind, where your children cannot see
You do it because you hate, you're no better than us
You hide the failures you've made, channeled through abuse
Your ship can sink like ours, the eons will be your noose, you lose
 
I'm coming home
Sinking to the land beyond the graves
No coming back
I will disappear beneath the waves
 
You do it to your own kind, where your children cannot see
You do it because you hate, you're no better than us
You hide the failures you've made, channeled through abuse
Your ship can sink like ours, the eons will be your noose, you lose
Tuning: 
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