Drown me with your sorrow
Taint me with your treason
To find you God is hollow
Brings death to all reason
Wolf grey adonis
A cruel life dawns
Curse me with obsessiveness
Futility and scorn
Moved to speak?
You made your choice
We had our chance
And lost our voice
Your alleyway, your terror
Glistens with despair
Dead meat and error
The only crown I'll wear
From the ashes of liars
Grow the flowers of hope
From the steeples and spires
Hang each tear from a rope
Moved to speak?
You made your choice
We had our chance
And lost our voice.
DEATH IN JUNE