Grace

Broken, Bones and the will Capacity to disappear in misery saves Soaking, Pain as a thrill, Hate to instill Compassion’s a cage Forgiving the father Read the story on my skin I’ll be the martyr Falling from his grace again Sunken, sooner or later We crawl our way back into our favorite hole Drunken, swallow the savior And follow him to hang from the highest pole Forgiving the father Read the story on my skin Tell me more about the man I should have been I'll be the martyr Falling from his grace again This is where the end begins