i can stand the screams
they are mine
my music
my place
in this place
still nothing

i can stand
no more
and no longer lie
i want to feel
not quite dead
again

burying the whores
that marry the dirt
that will never wash away
praying for the blood
that still runs cold

i am standing
loving with the screams
i want them
i need them
loud with my despair
i create them
i own them
i will never let them go

i have taken the souls
that is the key
to my hate
there will be no stopping
there will be no pause
until that last long sigh
and i come home

i will take this stand
and will not be judged
i am the executioner
i am the song
that i will no longer sing

hate me
hurt me
let me taste
let me eat
it is what i am

i stand on top
i will never win
i will never lose
i alone
wear the bones of my dead
i breathe the decay
that makes life worth dying