What once was there, what still remains

The blood drips down my back

And off my fingers

Slow and inky black

Like Thanatos' tears I

can see them in the back of your eye,

You've had much worse and so have I.

Just reach out for my hand

And I can take you

to the promised land

Just do what I say, then

you will be my prodigal son.

Just tighten your grip

on the gun.

I

Can see that you're hurting,

You've gotta be tough

but I

have to leave now 'cause,

they're callin' my bluff

I

just want you to know I

just want you to know that you'll

never

be

enough