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