Born of Tar and Fire

by The Exiled Martyr

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lyrics

Stuck in a cage of flesh and bone
Tortured by consciousness
I'm drowning in a sea of apathy
I scream and welcome darkness to my lungs

Echoing the symphony of the noose
Why can't I think of an excuse

This wretched coil, pulling my strings like a marionette
Cruel, rotten fingers guiding me along through this relentless state of it all

Cinders burn my skin
The bile bursts from within
A seed planted by my need for greed has robbed me again

I am the living ghost
The soul trapped in this machine
A withering flame entombed in this vessel
Is there anything left to redeem?
Progenitor
Failure
Polluting the vows that dribbled from my mouth

I sought the source, rooted to absurdity
Scriptures connect the dots
Guided to violence, abolitions of trust
When searching for passion one only found lust

FEED ME MY ANSWER KEVORKIAN’S CURE

Bound between the ashes of legacies
Bound to the pyre

Bound to the pyre
All cleansing fire

Cinders burn my skin
The bile bursts from within
A seed planted by my need for greed has robbed me again

I am the living ghost
The soul trapped in the machine
A withering flame entombed in this vessel
Is there anything left to redeem?
Progenitor
Failure
Polluting the vows that dribbled from my mouth

Are these the ravings of a mad man
Infectious speech etched into bone
A hopeless call for help
Forever you’re entombed

Blood Bark and bone
Poison from the earth
A Seed in the salted womb
May this always haunt you