Dust

You are branded, tainted soul without hope
You are the worm that crawls inside in my blood
You’re the sickness of my bones
You are like acid in my veins, like a curse
You’re the hope left behind
You’re the hole in my head
You’re the hope left behind
You’re the hole in my head, my head, my head
What you are
You’re the black upon white never grey
What you change
Is a prayer that turns into prey
What you do
Brings our wisdom for life never lived
Everything turns into dust in your hands
You are all time that’s gone to waste, no return
You are the habit that will lead from your fear
You’re the sickness of my bones
You are a chain of weakest links with my shame
You’re the hope left behind
You’re the noose around my neck
You’re the hope left behind
You’re the noose around my neck, my neck, my neck
What you are
You’re the black upon white never grey
What you change
Is a prayer that turns into prey
What you do
Brings our wisdom for life never lived
Everything turns into dust in your hands
What you are
You’re the black upon white never grey
What you change
Is a prayer that turns into prey
What you do
Brings our wisdom for life never lived
Everything turns into dust in your hands