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Album: Son of the Morning
Rest I have not found...
They keep coming, keep coming, keep crawling right through my teeth.
They keep coming, keep coming, your children I feed off to keep awake...
Long enough to meet the next little sheep...
Long enough to meet the next to buy every word I preach.
It's like I was born, to rip the flesh from her bones.
I'm forever stalking streets for the next one.
I've found, I can run faster, faster than guilt could ever.
I've found, once a man lets virtue aside he finds sweet what follows.
I've found, that I can run faster than guilt could ever.
"I'm bleeding while you're leading for my enemy."
How could you really think that I am worth this rescuing?
I wish I could be so much, more than me.
"you could be the one who pleases me.
You could be, because I can reach through anything."
I wish I could be so much, more than me.
"You could be the one who pleases me.
you could be... my arms are reaching."
You're reaching out to a dog that's tasted and turned.
Why? Why waste your time when I've found my strength in another?
Can you see more in me? Can you really see more than just a beast?
"I'm bleeding so you can be the one who pleases me!"
I'm sorry, but I just can't justify this rescuing.
"You can't see, fairness as your clarity.
The better man, is what your heart wants to be
but you rape every trusted chance I bring your way.
If justice you seek, in death it should be."
I wish, I could be, so much more than me.
"you could be, the one who pleases me.
You could be, because I can reach through anything"
I want, to believe. Will you, take me?
"You could be, the one who pleases me.
You could be, my arms are reaching."
I don't want to be the father who has to watch his daughter
be conned and stripped bare, by a monster, like, me.
God, put me to sleep.
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