Mind The Salt
I'm a sinner bearing the crown of purity
I'm a devil in holy skin
lash out, try and burn me
I am stone, I am heavy, never will you move me
this conscience has been burned to cinders and you thought
the damage would be done, fear reprise
because I'm a sinner, I'm a devil
you all will collapse feel failure
feel damnation no safe haven now
the sinner knows, the devil temps you weak souls
I bleed you dry till you collapse no whimpers
your world is dead, dead like Able
except I'll pour salt in the earth pray God adopts you
for I built a cage for souls, weak gossipers
I'm a sinner, I'm a devil, your backs will sprout your ribs
I swear destiny is at my disclosure weak gossipers
your souls are saved though not by god
I have them now blessed be salt coffins nailed shut
with loathing teeth, your hopes are fragile please continue
its over and your still dreaming
I hope your REM sleep sprouts daisy's (smell the salt?)
lie in lime so inside and out degrade as equals
I'm a sinner, I'm a devil
Dear gossipers mind the salt.
By spine stealer 2
© 2010 spine stealer 2
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