cinder's in the basement
fire needs it's coal
roasted up the entrails
dinner's getting cold.
choking on saliva
hanging up my hat
some days get better spent
some end in collapse
every snake will shed his skin
cleansed of sin and born again
mighty foes have fallen
weakness shows its faith
silver dollars wasted
in that giving plate
ash falls from a hand
brains begin to fly
hope is just a conquest
fingers used to pry
the wolf will bear his teeth
and he will not hesitate
furlong with reproach
stomach full of worms
so much still embering
so much fire didn't burn
taking things for granted
appreciate what's gone
all you need is absence
to move along.
waited at the bar
drank until i cried
all you need is something
to ease your mind
itchy trigger finger
sings to you his hymn
feel the red embrace
cleanse you of sin.
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