tales of the heart
By manunkind
i dont have anything more to give you
bones sucked dry
we have died
have died
your greed....
like a parasitic inferno
burning up all who dare cross your path
the fury that no hell has hath
tied to a cross
the jesus of what?
of love?
not holy enough.. to
awake from the dead
not holy enough
to hear the supposed words that god has said
beat
thump
humanity buried in my chest
rip
you ripped it from it's home
riiip... humanity ripped from my chest
your greed..
parasitic
overwhelming
burning
you wanted everything
and werent even kind enough to share
beat
thump
gaping hole in my chest
wont go to heaven
wont ever get to rest
beat
thump
blood and demons flow from this gaping hole
blood and demons where there should be a soul
journey to the gate... pay the fucking tole!
tole...yeah, even in death i pay for your greed...
even now on my fear do you feed
beat
thump
a lump of fleshy gold
blood and demons drip down your arm
holding my own private insanity
my beating, pulsing, golden humanity
down your arm, my blood drips like vanity
beat
thump
dig your greedy nails... like needles into dough
like diamond into bone
like acid into stone
beat
thump
liquid gold dripping down you arm
even in death...
i can still be harmed