This Mortal Coil’s Rusted

This mortal coil's rusted Decayed until it's stale Corrosion of a life trusted And the drought in the wind Wilted flowers and dead crops Salted soil and the sands of Hell This mortal coil's rusted And you're the binding will It's not a responsibility But a promise That keeps me breathing To see you grow And mend And the gift that you've been given Is a chance to fail again By your own hand succeed Fall into oblivion A chance to choose To celebrate all the pain What you've done Rise again Rise again No rest while the clock is ticking Shown on the top of your head No heroes, no masters, no gods You can sleep when you're dead The gift that you've been given Is a chance to fail again By your own hand succeed Fall into oblivion A chance to choose To celebrate all the pain What you've done Rise again Rise again

Submitted by Warbringer — Jul 04, 2026