Dust - Corroded

You are branded, tainted soul without hope

You are the worm that crawls inside in my blood

You’re the sickness of my bones

You are like acid in my veins, like a curse

You’re the hope left behind

You’re the hole in my head

You’re the hope left behind

You’re the hole in my head, my head, my head

What you are

You’re the black upon white never grey

What you change

Is a prayer that turns into prey

What you do

Brings our wisdom for life never lived

Everything turns into dust in your hands

You are all time that’s gone to waste, no return

You are the habit that will lead from your fear

You’re the sickness of my bones

You are a chain of weakest links with my shame

You’re the hope left behind

You’re the noose around my neck

You’re the hope left behind

You’re the noose around my neck, my neck, my neck

What you are

You’re the black upon white never grey

What you change

Is a prayer that turns into prey

What you do

Brings our wisdom for life never lived

Everything turns into dust in your hands

What you are

You’re the black upon white never grey

What you change

Is a prayer that turns into prey

What you do

Brings our wisdom for life never lived

Everything turns into dust in your hands