Burnt Out
I have peeled back this womb I have crawled unto my tomb The sun has burned to smoky cloud I have lit the candle I have burnt the candle upon this shroud
I have armed myself for The blind sanctuary of my mind Writing my obituary To decry the solidarity of my life
As the candle flickers out of light As the candle flickers we all die…
I have broken the stones I’ve wrecked my home I have not found where I belong I’ve drunken myself and now I’m gone At least I’m honest
I cannot behold, I cannot be held By this cursed flesh or by the spells I cannot be told, It cannot be said That Right or Wrong will keep me fed
As I flicker through the pictures As I stumble through my life As the wick-ed end consumes me The candle burns out Mythic & Strong