Purer Form Of Pain

I've saved a drop of blood for when I truly need it most
To be distributed among the parasites
I've saved a drop of blood for when I truly need it most
To be exchanged for a purer form of pain

My ribcage will replace a ladder's rungs
Leading me towards the ceiling of my curse
As the earth falls upward from the ground
Where I collapse in sunken skies

I am but one man and the sorrow I have salvaged won't sustain

Murder me in the silence I have lived in
My fingernails won't hold a torch that mirrors my reflection
Murder me in the silence I have lived in

No trace of tension could coerce the composition from my skull
Like currency reserved for skeletons
I will deny a high regard
Sick to my stomach at the distance to the ground

My ribcage will replace a ladder's rungs
Leading you towards the depth of my despair
We collapse inside the walls the close before us

Murder me in the silence I have lived in
A fabrication to appease the ones who suffer

Don't call me your protector, I couldn't keep myself from caving in
Don't call me your protector, a war against myself I'll never win

I've saved a drop of blood for when I truly need it most
To be distributed among the parasites
I've saved a drop of blood for when I truly need it most
To be exchanged for a purer form of pain