Open Armed.

Found in those dark places, catacomb of the soul, shattered glass and the visage of the bleached white bones...
Thunder rolls, bells toll, crashing sickening waves awaken eyes stands the image of the suffering slave...
Covered graves, tombstones, etched eulogy scribed, "here lays the weak with no courage to fly"...
Screaming winds passing ears, knees, blood drawn by the fear it's clear, it's here known by the fallen tear...

Strength Honor Pride, derelict of the past, now we suffer paths and seek Containment of the wrath...
Dark matter flex vortex of swirling mass, gather close to the plastic hope, hide your fear and don't ask...
Join in the mob rules, sticks and stones, eyes closed, never opened to the vicious overtones...
Rain drowns the fever, lightning sears the night, O the sight blue white energy tears apart the light...

Sanctify the flesh, deliver me from evil, for the size of my faith mimics size of my steeple...
Paralyzed by the inner fear gouging my eyes, kept alive, by the lies and the sounds of my cries...
Keep the truth so buried you've forgotten your own name, same game, same blame, same search failed in vain..
Stand to the forces, let slip primal scream, let your voice be deliverance from each choking dream...

Bring me my Ax fucker, bring me my Pride, let the Strength of my Honor shatter each mask I hide...
Eyes open for certain no curtain veils what I believe, lest the circling vortex take all the truth I see.......
I'm free!, tame the skies the lakes and the sea, tame the winds and the sins that seek to suffocate me...
Live my life, laugh at fate, death I'm free of your fear, Open Armed on the edge fucker......

cause now I see things clear......




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