Lost in the jigsaw of trees In the forest so deep and so dark And not a single source of light To be my guide
Ill drink your tears Mother crying by child's grave Her whimpers Unsettling Imagine how far would she go Once knowing I am the root of the suffering I am the seed from which The tree of despair grows Through wounds in her heart Strangling so hard I almost see Its the blood she is crying out
Im in deepest cave of my soul Breaking my nails Scratching words on this stone
The world is yet to know How many curses ive got for it How many lives i have to end To let you borrow one for me
Trapped inside the mural of their faces At the moment of embracing me They connect all of the dots And they see the traces But never will they know The real beast was always near
You shake the hand That rips out guts And smile at the face That craves to be covered In blood of your child Blending in so well Though the human's skin Is bursting at the seams