Ischemia

Ashen is the crown worn by one engulfed in flames of infamy Satiate your hunger before you beckon me I have seen your feasts end in suffering Drink your wine, distilled with empty hope Spread your gossip and be gone Halls silent with whispers Noisy with false truths Lies beg to be heard Just as my prophecy foretold But I keep my mouth shut Cut through my deception Thievery indeed Hang me upside down the cross Bleed me 'till I'm dried and dead Bleed me 'till I'm dried and dead The ball continues as it would Disgusted miens observe my fall The laughter ringing through the walls The night comes cold As candles give way to the dark veil You slice me open like a pig We both smile in vain Your wings now scarlet with my blood With my final breath I call you out I want to know god, the truth of his decree As when I met and angel, it desecrated me I want to know god, the truth of his decree For when I met and angel, it desecrated me