No forgiveness for the vagabond
No mercy as he dies
No contentment in his final hour
No relief from this demise
Collide with faith and shatter hope
Dispel all rumors of peace
Cock the hammer and close thine eyes
Take a shot as breath recedes
Forsake the goal as day subsides
Lose track of harmony
Brittle bones crack and bruise
Spider web of vanity
Sacrifice penance, losing sight
These shackles are your home
Radiate toxic filth
Culminate hearts beating of stone
Lament deep with tears of fire
Blood seeps out from your pores
You thought you had the highest bid
But you can’t take this anymore

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