Merciless Reflection

The voice in my head

Becomes way too much

Going round in barbaric

Cycles second guessing

My luck aversion and disgust

You cannot write this nightmare

I'm not your holy one

Nail me to the fucking cross

The voice in my head

Becomes way too much

You cannot write this nightmare

Aversion and disgust

Salvation still awaits me

I've forgotten what I'm even searching for

Relentless rumination

Endless stagnation

Redemption is no guarantee

Just the echoes of what was before

Why obey the sins of the vile?

Virtue is the blade of denial

I have preached on the thrones of lies

I'll walk free when the falsehood dies

Faith deals no favours

All those years my chase begun

The truth aflame no place to fucking run