Pariah

Drawn and quartered for blindfolded bystanders

Unworthy eyes will not be met by mine

Cauterizing wax-like wounds on wings of flies

I will grind my fingers into knives

Hung by a white flag

Watching yourself as you spin in shards of glass

Sticking out of every limb

Remove your mask

No longer who you are

Or what you were

Just gone, just gone

Beg for the breath of reconciliation

And force my feet to stand on seas of snakes

Seduced by the fire burning

Just out of arms reach

Thawing limbs of frozen moths

Release my ink from your skin

With leeches starved for sickness

To compare your cowardice

Remove your mask

No longer who you are

Or what you were

Just gone

Inhale the dirt

From the mouths of worms

Wings of flies

Shards of glass

Seas of snakes

Remove your mask

Your fucking end

Pariah

Your fucking end

Pariah

Your fucking end

Pariah

Your fucking end

Pariah

Your fucking end