Flashes of blood and bone

An empty vessel in between its home

It wraps around my feetPooling like wet cement, I sink

Clawing to get away

But every branch I hold onto breaks

Where do I go from here?

Panic sets in and I start to shake

Loathing

Crushed by the weight of the terror

All life reduced to stone

A beam of light pulls you above the ground

Out of the water through the parted clouds

All life reduced to stone

I am withering at the helm

Suffocating, and overwhelmed

I hand you to God, carve your name

Everything burns, nothing remains

We are gathered here today

Under the pressure of a weary gaze

Hydrate the garden

Decorate the grave

Lowered beneath the dirt

The trumpet toils for the blood I harvest

Flashes of blood and bone

An empty vessel in between its home

God knows I belong to hell

That′s why he left me here by myself

God knows