Epitaph from Reach by House of Hatchets

Breaking off this
Bind on my wrists
So I survived it’s just a sentiment, indifferent
Your arrival makes no difference
I’m always in the distance
Reaching out for shadows lost
 
Here’s the unveiling the lifeblood is changing
You stand and suffer with me
Feel my convection
My crying connection
You stand and suffer with me
Suffer with me
Suffer, Suffer, Suffer
 
I’m unwrapping, warped and cracking
A motion that will make you sick and strange, a forced exchange
You can hear all of the secrets that clamber to be
In your skin, in your eyes
Dulling you mind
 
Here’s the unveiling the lifeblood is changing
You stand and suffer with me
Feel my convection
My crying connection
You stand and suffer with me
 
Always in the distance
Reach for shadows lost
She who had the last laugh
Read the epitaph

Always in the distance
Reach for shadows lost
He who had the last laugh
Read the epitaph

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