No Servant of Mine

In you, no passion bleeds

A shell that's thin and withering

Did you misplace your flame?

In pursuit of a new hell

To help you heal or burn the same

Dedication makes a martyr out of me

While you're afraid to offer flakes of skin

Your fire dies, dependent on the embers I provide

Shield your blaze from beats of sweat

No servant, no servant of mine

Turn your back and flee

Bending over backwards to be sure

We watched you leave

No servant of mine

Turn your back and flee

You are not owed more than

The shoulders you have burdened

Contentment brings in our disintegration

Like bitter pills digested by the sick

I wish you luck and hope you've found your medicine

Pray that it kills you quick

The chase has clouded your perception

Beg to be buried in the sky

Dependent in the embers I provide

Your fire dies, the same mud buries

Both our both of us alive

And you still search for different shades of dirt

No servant, no servant of mine

Turn your back and flee

Bending over backwards to be sure

We watched you leave

No servant of mine

Turn your back and flee

You are not owed more than

The shoulders you have burdened