The Negative, Pt. 2

Saltwound

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Motherfucking bitch

Bleed through your words
And let the ink stain
Over the image
That I can finally see through
Feign your support
Then stab the knife still deeper in my back
Use it as leverage just to pull me fucking down
Dead messiahs fall

I found my salvation
Stretched out on the open road
The streets are paved in blood
But still shine as if gold
And yet the hounds of hell
Still follow me close
They shake my hand with a smile
With their fangs at my throat
Just idols
Made of wax under the sunlight
And now I've realized
The God that lives in filth
Is the God that lives in me

Step beyond the curtain
I am all that you are
I am all that you seek

You seek the suffering
That continues to curse my name
Motherfucker

Dead messiahs fall

Another cold night
Gives way to a beautiful mourning
The Negative dwells within me
In a place where no light shines
Where my reflection dies

I let a man made God
Guide me by the hand to hell