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RAVEN OF YOUR SORROW
The hour’s upon us, burn me in effigy
I have stood at the cusp dreading eternity
Oh, those cleansing fires within the paradigm
Made of all the liars crowned for you paradise
I’d walk away
But the night remains
For me
I burn you another mourning light
Can’t find a way
When the scars invade
Your words
Burn me in other mourning lights
You cannot feel pain until you’ve known suffering
The agony I’ve tasted to be the raven in your sorrow
Collapse of love, tarnished rings and iron chains
The destiny to become
BECOME
The raven in their sorrow
Believing in the rust, anthems of frailty
When everything you trust is just like grinding teeth
Echo demon choirs when you pantomime
Deep encrypted cyphers ne’relasting valentines
The worst today
Tattooed and engraved
My words
I burn you another mourning light
The paths I take
Are those we forsake
Tonight
Burn me in other mourning lights
You cannot feel pain until you’ve known suffering
The agony I’ve tasted to be the raven in your sorrow
Collapse of love, tarnished rings and iron chains
The destiny to become
BECOME
The raven in their sorrow
When darkness falls
I cannot sleep
Haunted by the sound
Of demon speak
Your misery
Became my vice
Another time, another place
My demise
Mourn me
In leathers and lace
You cannot feel pain until you’ve known suffering
The agony I’ve tasted to be the raven in your sorrow
Collapse of love, tarnished rings and iron chains
The destiny to become
BECOME
The raven in their sorrow
(c) 2018 Frank Green
I have stood at the cusp dreading eternity
Oh, those cleansing fires within the paradigm
Made of all the liars crowned for you paradise
I’d walk away
But the night remains
For me
I burn you another mourning light
Can’t find a way
When the scars invade
Your words
Burn me in other mourning lights
You cannot feel pain until you’ve known suffering
The agony I’ve tasted to be the raven in your sorrow
Collapse of love, tarnished rings and iron chains
The destiny to become
BECOME
The raven in their sorrow
Believing in the rust, anthems of frailty
When everything you trust is just like grinding teeth
Echo demon choirs when you pantomime
Deep encrypted cyphers ne’relasting valentines
The worst today
Tattooed and engraved
My words
I burn you another mourning light
The paths I take
Are those we forsake
Tonight
Burn me in other mourning lights
You cannot feel pain until you’ve known suffering
The agony I’ve tasted to be the raven in your sorrow
Collapse of love, tarnished rings and iron chains
The destiny to become
BECOME
The raven in their sorrow
When darkness falls
I cannot sleep
Haunted by the sound
Of demon speak
Your misery
Became my vice
Another time, another place
My demise
Mourn me
In leathers and lace
You cannot feel pain until you’ve known suffering
The agony I’ve tasted to be the raven in your sorrow
Collapse of love, tarnished rings and iron chains
The destiny to become
BECOME
The raven in their sorrow
(c) 2018 Frank Green
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