Coffin fodder like a bastard son

Like your bastard son

I rebuild the bridges leading you to where you’ve been

You’ve broken every life you’ve touched since you were seventeen

You are the hunter, victims lay at your feet

They’re paralysed, the end is near

Re-walk the steps of hatred

You cannot escape the night’s dark melody

Every step is a mistake

Every breath is letting go

This time I’ll say nothing

This time I’ll let silence speak

…

Your legs grow weak as you carry the guilt

Weed out the pain that once made you real

Dig up your son, your former life

The only connection to your former wife

She isn’t dead, nor a burden, a curse or a sin

Embrace these cold truths - that your father is dead and his father did nothing

I’m sorry dear friend, I am opening up

No longer silent, silence did nothing

I’m your only friend

Please listen to me

Life is not a monologue

You are wrong