Stela

Lyrics

I don't even wanna know
Do you love or hate me so?
But if a friend asked me
What would your answer be?
All these questions in my head
All the thin lines that I tread
Under your hollow mask of hatred
Then our hearts won't be so dead

Cross the lines, break my bones
Pinky promises, hollow stones
Every deep morning kiss
Hidden under your apocalypse

Push your buttons, didn't know
Pull the trigger, told you so
If what is wrong is that you're right
Then let your lone flames ignite

First time in this world
Didn't mean to find your sword
Now you stab my dying soul
Wasn't satisfied, you did patrol

Now the world unearths your face
Is it the same as your dying grace?
All the spikes in your rotting mind
You sent signs, I was so blind

And the scarlet promises you made
Now paint the tombstones of regret
And the vines that climbed your walls
The poison ivies in your calls

This written context in a stela
Forging glyphs like hell wanna
Be remembered as it was
Fighting demons in its class