Tempting my veins With the venom upon the blade The heart commanding the mind as a slave Searching for hope in this desperate place Can anguish control my fate? Does the hatred inside numb infectious pain? Hope is the myth of the weaker man's dreams Searching for comfort and peace
Tempt my flesh Take my breath Wishing everything away Take the venom from my veins
Wishing for death To suffer in hell
I'd deny the gates If they welcomed me
We are safely told Believe in warmth of touch We trust in others words, But they are not ours
Whispers in the air Bargaining for the soul The venom upon the blade Breaks the voices hold
