Now that the slate is wiped clean Free of error Free of fault I feel no semblance of pain Guilt or shame
Carnage words can’t describe Barely a ground left to walk upon Mountains are made out of less I’ll rebuild it with my bare hands
What was the purpose? What can I do? Where can we go from here when I was the cause?
Now that life support is failing Every strand of the safety net is cut I’ll find a better way I know a better way to fight for it Kicking and screaming Blaming This fault is not my own This fault is all of our hatred and ignorance We never mattered The battle may be lost I won’t go down in vain
Paint the walls We need this story told I’m not the one to live with it But I’ll always be the one to know how all these chapters close History will not be kind when it does not exist
Don’t blame me for good intentions Who could really save the world from us? Let it go Watch it die
Weight Weight of the world flaying flesh from my body All my hope is fucking gone We’re all traitors Unconventional traitors