4. A Portrait Of The Artist
I watched as the black sky parted back Through fields of tar and thread A tourniquet of lace and dialect Our ceremony I fall as the comfort rushes in No terrifying dreams I'll shed my skin for you Have I broken my addiction dead inside Have I broken my addiction dead inside A picture of my genocide Paralyze the light fell from your eyes My hope is faded grey Our wickedness we share This ceremony I watched as the antique sky turned black Through fields of heroin I'll shed my skin for you Have I broken my addiction dead inside Have I broken my addiction dead inside A portrait of my genocide A portrait of the artist, a portrait of a young man To sing this song in silence is grand My addiction Dead inside Broken Genocide
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