Ashes on the altar
Burns upon the corpse
Ashes trembling
Ashes trembling
This is more than homage
No mere effigy
This remembrance
Feels so premature
Waiting for the day to come
Praying for some hope
If I can remember
What five years have become...
Tell this fucking doctor
I'm losing my mind
This prediction
Is such torture
Drowned in memories
I have spent
More than I should care
For this fucking prediction to come through
Please tell me why I'm waiting
For my mother to leave this Earth?
This is such a heartless joke
Tell this bastard to just keep
His predictions in
Once I find the bastard I will take his throat in my...
Inside my hands I can feel the sands slip with time
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