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Decay Of The Grave

 
I am hypnotized by the sight
Of the cross that identifies your grave to me
On the night you died, it blew my mind
When you held me close
Then whispered these words to me
On the verge of your death
With your very last breath
You made me promise
To honor your memory
Until the end of my
Life I will try
To live with no regrets
And cherish every heartbeat
Your words live even though you're dead

No rest for the weary
No solace or sanctuary
Another broken body buried
Underneath the decay of the grave
No rest for the weary
No solace or sanctuary
Another broken body buried
Underneath the deep, dark, dank decay
Decay of the grave

I am like a marionette without strings
But still somehow I managed to let
Your death control me
This is something
That goes against all of my beliefs
To say that I am simply upset is insanity

Punish me...
Make me an example
Sentence me...
To death I don't give a damn
Put me out of my misery my friend
Honestly...
I wouldn't care If you make me suffer
Why...
Can't you see that me and pain
Walk hand in hand
Not that you would understand

No rest for the weary
No solace or sanctuary
Another broken body buried
Underneath the decay of the grave
No rest for the weary
No solace or sanctuary
Another broken body buried
Underneath the deep, dark, dank decay
Decay of the grave

I am like a marionette without strings
But still somehow I managed to let
Your death control me
This is something
That goes against all of my beliefs
To say that I am simply upset
Undermines these...
Feelings that I feel for you
I am filled with such self-contempt
There is nothing I can do
Or say to change the ways of ignorance
But still I hope for better days
When I no longer feel so insignificant
I will submit to fate
And bow before the certainty of the grave
I will submit to fate
And bow before the certainty of the grave

No rest for the weary
No solace or sanctuary
Another broken body buried
Underneath the decay of the grave
No rest for the weary
No solace or sanctuary
Another broken body buried
Underneath the deep, dark, dank decay
Decay of the grave
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