Bone-dry
by:
Brick Bath
I sing of passion, I sing of pride,
I sing of all the things that makes me die inside,
I sing of lessons, I've learned them well
I sing of chances that I've blown all to,
Hell I've been through, Been there and back,
I know that pain and strife are just a simple fact,
I sing of hatred, I sing of lies,
I sing of only truths, Of this I testify,
Song sets me free, Calms the tempest in me,
Speaking my mind makes me feel so alive,
Bone-Dry Bone-Dry
Words stain the page cause I spill the blood,
Let the aggression flow my minds a raging flood,
No contradictions, No fucking doubt,
I have to let it go, I'm inside looking, Outcast
Sometimes I feel so alone
No benediction, As for Christ I am my own,
Song is my savior, My Holy shroud,
Don't need confession,