Damnation and Blame

madness as it is drawn,
in the eyes sewn shut
drowning in the lard,
is another dying bastard
as it is seen, all known,
blood upon hands seen
slowly torn away by the spleen

seen in the eyes of a fallen God,
descending, madness I know
Falling away, scared to go
death waits -- looking
another coin left behind
as the ferryman waits
another broken dawn
as they know -- seeing
their demise at the pearly gates,

In death we see, life we've decayed
our minds -- sickness we've embraced
the next dose we live to receive,
all the drugs that they give
within the lard we drown
is another bastard dying,
when the doctors live to for the lying,
I've waited for another twenty years,
when they scream from their fears,

Another fate we've seen, another fate we know
when in madness we've became eternally snowed
God of the mind, we collect among the blind
when the reaper knocks upon the door,
laying among the floors of the few
bleeding once again from their own hand
self-induced injury they shall be damned,

damned we wait, hell on earth
We're the pawns of God and Satan
as the healing we yearn but never gain
just within a blessing of a decade of pain
when all one's luck been pissed away,
after all, faith doesn't give a flying fuck
living in the shadows of decay,
among the hell's gate we've witness,
the rising of the faith and damnation games,
after the reasons we see the LORD to blame.

nickolaus pacione