The Wreckage Done

Turn away from a guilty mind
Like the feckless kings that ruled us blind
Sow your blight

Tear them down, make them cry
I want their eyes to open wide
And burn red

Poison hides in the sweetest lines
Let the breath not find the lungs
Hold your tongue

I wanna tear them down
I wanna make them cry
I want their eyes to open wide
And burn red

If it was all laid bare, your unravelled life
You could never find the end you won
The wreckage done