With Every Breath

You have done your worst and now I see
You and your puny lies never got the best of me
All your daggers stuck into me in vain
My pity turned to anger that is all that’s changed
Play your games, but count me out
Drunken on misery, falling down
I love my family, blood and otherwise
For all of my enemies, you’ve already died
I’ll let the dead bury the dead
Just like Isa al-Masih said
All you fakers cheating your way through life
Getting rich off the backs of the poor you marginalized
Well there’s a price
And when I see you on your Judgment Day
I won’t be like you, lying in my grave
I won’t be like you, dying, lying to my grave
I won’t be like you, I won’t be like you
Oh my mother
It’s for you that I sing this song
You gave me love and life
Your death taught me to be strong
How I’ve waited, waited till my own death
These six words burned into my chest
I miss you with every breath