“Faith Like Suicide” by Darkest Hour

This eulogy bares your name,
And the guilt like dirt covers your fucking grave,
The circle of black cloaks all turn their backs,
As the cherubs sing loud of your funeral mass.

This eulogy bares your name,
And the guilt like dirt will cover your fucking grave.
And the hand fulls of dust will replace your pride.
That’s when she turned to me and she said,
“That’s why faiths like suicide”
And the hand fulls of dust will replace your pride.
Lies!
The lies drag your rotting corpse across the ground,
And the masks you wore only weigh your body down.
The rows of crosses flash in the lightning light,
Proclaiming your screams to echo your last rights.

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