I elect an empty trench below a sanctuary scorned
Screaming into falling soil
Devoid of life but forced to breathe
Petitioned paradise before I'm given time to rot
Scarred arms beckon death to still a heart pulsing in vain
I await to be absolved, aching for a hollow urn
Fetishizing my last breath

Scarred arms beckon death
Scarred arms beckon death
Scarred arms beckon death
Scarred arms beckon death

I elect an empty trеnch below a sanctuary scorned
I await to be absolvеd, aching for a hollow urn

Scarred arms beckon death
Scarred arms beckon death
Scarred arms beckon death
Scarred arms beckon death
Fetishizing my last breath