You play the saviour
trial bourne
who payed my cost
and felt the scorn
I never asked this
so why guilt me on
I've not strayed the path
my grievances are non
Don't wear that **** mask
or point down at me
your guise of sweet nature
is a painful falsity
allow me to honor
and somehow succeed
dont lie of my reasons
the truths been decreed.
Silence your daggers
I'll not be your slave
your new chance at living
redemption to save
I walk on my own now
A man of my craft
forevermore
Feb 19, 2015
Feb 19, 2015 at 5:31 PM UTC
You play the saviour
trial bourne
who payed my cost
and felt the scorn
I never asked this
so why guilt me on
I've not strayed the path
my grievances are non
Don't wear that **** mask
or point down at me
your guise of sweet nature
is a painful falsity
allow me to honor
and somehow succeed
dont lie of my reasons
the truths been decreed.
Silence your daggers
I'll not be your slave
your new chance at living
redemption to save
I walk on my own now
A man of my craft
forevermore
I don't know if I like the title
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