Pariah

Pariah Drawn and quartered for blindfolded bystanders Unworthy eyes will not be met by mine Cauterizing wax-like wounds on wings of flies I will grind my fingers into knives

Hung by a white flag Watching yourself as you spin in shards of glass Sticking out of every limb Remove your mask No longer who you are Or what you were Just gone, just gone

Beg for the breath of reconciliation And force my feet to stand on seas of snakes Seduced by the fire burning Just out of arms reach Thawing limbs of frozen moths

Release my ink from your skin With leeches starved for sickness To compare your cowardice

Remove your mask No longer who you are Or what you were Just gone

Inhale the dirt From the mouths of worms

Wings of flies Shards of glass Seas of snakes Remove your mask

Your fucking end

Pariah Your fucking end

Pariah Your fucking end

Pariah Your fucking end

Pariah Your fucking end