Voidgazer - Harakiri for the Sky

To all those who acquiesced these scars

Just because they loved the person holding the knife:

It’s getting-even time… …for those I love, I’ll sacrifice…

And I’ll slit their throats with the knife they left in my back

Some say time heals

But I’m pretty sure that’s a lie

What they really mean

Is that you will eventually get used to the void

You will simply forget

Who you were without it

You’ll forget what you looked like

Without all these scars

You look like a winter night

My scars hold your dreams

I could sleep inside the cold of you

The hole in your heart that won’t close

Your breath resembles the kiss of death

Causing my thirst, holding these scars

Together we drank merely gangrene

Although without hesitation… …down in one…

You see, love could be labeled poison

Fuck it… …we would drink it anyway

Now this river will cleanse away our traces

May the bridges I burn light your way

Only the injured truly understand the wounded

Everything I touch turns into quicksand anyway

Sadly this life is my noose… …please hang me higher

I am this grave with a view… …the so-called void…

So why do you trouble yourself, my heart?

Maybe this wayfare will kill us

But weren’t we dying anyway?

…weren't we dying anyway?

Cause only the injured can truly understand the wounded

When everything they touch turns into quicksand

Sadly this life is their noose, come on hang them higher

We are this grave with a view… …we are… …this void…

Thousand miles down the river, thousand winters upstream

What were we expecting, what did we bide to signify?

You may have been here, but you left the place very early

So let me go, let me leave!

I never meant to stay anyway…