In The Feral Grace Of Night, May The Last Breath Never Come

This lack of sadness
The bottom of my world
A tired ship torn apart
Leave me to hang alone

Some form of life
A new day to shattered hearts
My hope is all gone
Terrific thing, terrific thing
Obsession turns herself to me
Have you heard me all along?

Limb from limb, God from God
Thank you for it all
This death, this song
Chaos feels better than happiness

Sharpen this blade on my skin
I won't ask again
Just tear my throat
I will be whole again

And when I die, God I hope to be good
I hope to be good
I hope to be God

My pride, my greed, envy, gluttony
My lust, wrath and sloth
Helpless, helpless cause
Change must come
These blades of grass
I can't come down

And when I die, God I hope to be good
I hope to be good
I hope to be God

Strike me, strike me down
Make me, make me yours
Take my, take my love
My last, last goodbye
Show my, show my ending

I hope to be, to be good
To be God
I understand
Destroy myself to forget
I understand
Forget love, forget me