Butterfly Coma Digging Through Cullets Lyrics

I don't write sins, I write homicide.
Face nemesis with eyes opened wide.
Pay the toll in blood for the way I choose
when all that I've lost is all I could lose.
I've sacrificed my sanity
to a battle raging inside of me.
Trade my life and die for this,
for evergiving nothingness.

Digging through cullets that mirror the night
to leave behind what's worthless to find.

The parts of me that they might find
are left behind with love in mind.
I wear a barbwire rosary
To bleed my creed for all to see.
Listen to the voice of reason,
it's nothing but to trust in treason.
Laws to hide the flaws of them,
these flaws are made of what I am.
I'm leaving you in hell, within
the remains of the mess that I've been.

Digging through cullets that mirror the night
to leave behind what's worthless to find.
Gauntlets of razors reflect what I am,
I am broken and drowned in sorrow.

I'm standing with my back against the wall, (all alone)
..with my back against the wall, (alone)
...against a wall of KNIFES!

Woke up at night, wishing I had died asleep.
I dream away a thousand times by day,
wishing that it was REALITY.

Digging through cullets that mirror the night
to leave behind what's worthless to find.
Gauntlets of razors reflect what I am,
I am broken and drowned in sorrow.
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"Tonight we dine in HELL !!!"

Parts of me - reflect in cullets.
broken thoughts - turn to solids.
PRAY for me!

BROKEN.

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