Hiding in Fire

now as we, the cursed have found so very quickly
this world is not meant for those who dare to oppose its crafty wit
and despicable lies that it has fed to us since our inception
so we will ask of you and write to you a letter of love
for the violent acts we have done in the name of the black
but to get things straight for once in our lives
this letter will not be to you alone or any of the ones that follow
it will not be to our friends or our allies or our families
they have all failed at some point and our failure with you is that we
do not have inside of ourselves to forgive what you've said
about what must be done if we are ever to stray from your side
so please forgive me for writing you this this letter that is meant not for you
i apologize and still i hope that you will comply
see fit that they get this, this gift from our hearts
hearts that have turned, to blackest of stone and frozen over with spite
all the things they have done to us yet we love them still
this is not a love for our enemies, but a love for the people we've been

please tell me everything
cause this time i'm actually listening
no, that too is now a lie
but for a time it was not false
it's not the sound of your voice i hate
but rather your very vocal chords

tell me time again
short fused and broken bones
will mend their fucking hearts
blinding cold the lost ones
killing all within their lost cause
fallen never to rise again

so now you know my heart
the reasons i can not hear your plea
but it is of little consellation to you
in this dark times of little valor
and even less remorse
your lack of pity to their cause astounds me

list all your reasons
the match strikes kerosene bloodstream
igniting another series of heart attacks
killing the thought
that someone must survive this firefight
find glory in battle and death on the frontline