Grace of the Unholy

Starving to Death Yet you keep walking on Marching to the end of all existence Nothing will ever reach you again Fell victim to the innocent Scar of a woman Destroyed your very soul God spare us all Don't try to get out You'll never escape Locked behind the walls Inside the prison's gate Not a chance in hell Of getting out with your life What's the point of marching When you know you're gonna die Dear father in heaven... Take me back

Rotting stench of my corroding remains I'll never be the same Distribution, disillusioned I gotta lean to balance out the pain Separation of state and mind I cannot, I will not die Locked away inside my mind I am guilty, I am the crime You gotta let me out You gotta help me survive In this world of pain Icepick through the face Bloodsoaked existence Don't get in my way A chain is only As strong as it's weakest link Flesh so durable My razor is my only release As your blood pours you inside out

Submitted by johnmansley — Apr 26, 2025