Scars – Uncovered


Beat down, broken,
I lie here, exposed, power gone,
Doomed, I cannot get up, the pain, it’s too
Great, I’m just a man,
The rain is coming down on me,
Just like blood…

Who was I to try and kid myself?
She’s dead, and now I’m chosen
To suffer without, to do the impossible,
To kill the living as the dead,
Wearing heavy white and black,
Why am I cursed?

I hear screaming, screaming, all around,
I caused some of it, the rest was his doing,
Burning, burning, Devil’s Night,
God have mercy on me tonight,
Bring me back from this tomb of existence,
Let me see her again, touch her again,
Listen to her angelic voice to soothe this demon’s soul…

This soul, broken open by the gun,
Stabbed with the knife,
Crushed with the sledgehammer weight of the crow,
His eyes burning, like the night,
Blood streaming from him with his own fellow gunshot,
No salvation, but damnation is he on my shoulder…

This black around my eyes, this joker’s sad smile,
Even the guitar I used to hold,
All of it lies.
The ring lies a token to the fallacy of love,
That that feeling can conquer all…

All but the gun.