Left alone, the disciples of concrete
Still keep those flames alive.
On their knees they shiver and they taunt,
Caught in their cold embrace.
I know of all the hatred and misery.
I know self-destruction,
The shards that remain.
I knowâ¦
City lights above me,
The warmth of a dying sun,
No self-love left to end me.
Can't decipher the thoughts that shackle me.
I'm buried in this urban tomb.
A purgatory that's motionless.
I drink from the essence of squalor,
All that's left is bitterness
And I remain an empty vessel
Till you fill me up with shards of life
And then this kinetic existence
Might feel like it's worth to bear
A time for change
But the curse of this hive remains.
I know of mortal anguish,
Always remains.
I know, I know you father,
The keeper of this blackened crown.
I know youâ¦
I know youâ¦
I know youâ¦
I know youâ¦