Charcoal Grace I: Prey

This is where we find ourselves
Too far gone to save
A shroud over shame, I'm
Just doing what you taught me
This is where we find ourselves
The fountain and the well
I'll smile my way to my own hell, armed with what you left me

There's no room for me in your small heaven
But nothing could erase me, or what I am

I am the weight, the worry
I am the hurt, the hurry
Without the hate to carry, I could have been somebody
I am the wait, the worry
Without the hate to carry, I could have been somebody
I could have been somebody

I am the weight, the worry
I am the hurt, the hurry
Without the hate to carry, I could have been somebody
I am the wait, the worry
Without the hate to carry, I could have been somebody
I could have been somebody

This is where we find ourselves, oh
Crack in the wall, the doubt consumes while
You let your righteous fury burn with hallowed hate
You prey

But there's no room for me in your small heaven
Nothing could erase me, or who I am

You cast your shadow, darkening everything south of the Sun
I won't follow your accord to cut me loose
When it bound me here to watch you trade truth for a noose
Screaming: Down we fell
So give me hell
Tell God I wish him well

Bow down and taste the end
It's a, a bitter pill, mind
Did you plan to take the world with you and leave your guilt behind?
The soil is tainted
Your words, not mine
Just scars and sabotage the legacy
You left it all to me

So go on, raise your hands, sing hallelujah
Song of the dead for those who survive
The time of our lives
So we smile

Bow down and whisper words that you, you can't make us forget
You bow down, you bend your knee to the newborn hypocrites
So bow down, give in
New gods consuming
Sweat and sickness is the legacy
You left it all to me

So go on, raise your hands and drink from the grail
Just aching to drive that last coffin nail in the ways that we failed
On we sail

With hallowed hate, you prey
We're all waiting, can you prey on peace?
Wordlessly, we welcome silence in her grace
I could bind my heart to anger and hold my breath for bliss that was promised me
While the desperate hands of vengeance demand to deliver me
It begins in me
How they cling to me, pleading