Lyrics
TRY
Try not to say something wrong
Tell yourself it's not your fault
Turn back and see what you've done
And become a pillar of salt
Hallucinate my halo while I fashion one from wire and clay
Imagine my deserving exile though I can't help but stay
So learn how to hold your tongue
Turn your cries to whispered ones
Turn back to see what you've become
And find a smoking gun
Pray what you give is enough
You don't need to be hateful to be tough
Why are you incensed?
Why does your face fall?
Who are you against, do you know me at all?
Hold the knife to the neck of the lamb
And find a rock at the back of your head
Swallow the anger, swallow the noise
Breathe from your stomach and dilute your voice
Swallow the anger, swallow the noise
Untether your anchor and become what you avoid
The blood is on my hands
The blood is on MY hands
The blood cries out from the soil
I'm a restless wanderer on this earth
If you find me
And finally kill me
You will suffer sevenfold
Vengeance
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