Coffin fodder like a bastard son
Like your bastard son
I rebuild the bridges leading you to where you’ve been
You’ve broken every life you’ve touched since you were seventeen
You are the hunter, victims lay at your feet
They’re paralysed, the end is near
Re-walk the steps of hatred
You cannot escape the night’s dark melody
Every step is a mistake
Every breath is letting go
This time I’ll say nothing
This time I’ll let silence speak
Your legs grow weak as you carry the guilt
Weed out the pain that once made you real
Dig up your son, your former life
The only connection to your former wife
She isn’t dead, nor a burden, a curse or a sin
Embrace these cold truths - that your father is dead and his father did nothing
I’m sorry dear friend, I am opening up
No longer silent, silence did nothing
I’m your only friend
Please listen to me
Life is not a monologue
You are wrong
