My wrists are bound, and my mouth is gagged,
As I am being led through the fiery gates,
And my screams shatter my hollow heart
Within the dull encasement
And my soul shrieks to escape
But is muffled behind rough calloused hands
And my legs give out as I fall on my knees
Tears hissing as they hit the scorching ground
And mascara streaming down my quivering face
I look upon the face of doom looking down on me.
As he opens his mouth but the words don't come out
And his eyes of steel set upon mine of sky
Whisper his secrets into my splintered soul
And I squander around with these hands of deceit
Trying to find a sense of rationality within the confusion
And as I open my eyes to see the lust alive in his
I pull away to feel rough hands on my bare shoulders
And cold steel to my temple.
One silver bullet, engraved with my name
Awaits in the chamber of guilt.
The beating of the casket being filled pulses to my ear drum
As I look upon a face so feisty and a body so deadly
And he looks down on a face so scared and a body so fatigued
And his hand brushes my cheek as a silent tear falls in his palm
And he closes his eyes and makes a wish and blows it away
Looking in my eyes one last time
And breathing his fears into my swirling thoughts,
And as I fall upon my face he laughs and turns away.
As I'm left there in the pit of despair,
Going over the sin again and again in my head
And my wrists are scarred and my heart is engraved
As I watch my life deteriorate to nothing right before my eyes,
But this time, I am not going to stop it.
