Salt & Flesh by The Stranger

Nerves
Nervous cries
Lullabies for the dead
Burn
Blinding sun
Overrun
White hot dread

Hunger it twists and turns
From inside burns
A vengeful ire
Waking to blistered arms
Their roughness calms the waking fire

From the day that you were born,
Life has seemed an empty place
Without your optimistic trusting eyes
There’s a new horizon out there
Beyond this little cage
It’s one I cannot share

From the day that I was born
You have been my lonely port
To weather all these hidden, raging storms
I could never let you leave me
Alone within my cage
We’re dirt beneath the rampage

Rest now child, dirt we may be
But nearer the wind and sea
That dirt yields nascent bounty
Everything I’ve given has been for you
To pay the debt you're due
I will always remain in you

Enlighten me
How could you buy into this fantasy?
Trusting the wind and sea,
When the oar that you cling to
Cares not if you drown?

Now furl my child
So young to think this

You toil until you die
For what, pray tell me?
Life has left you nothing
But scars you don’t deserve

You will face it all alone
Time to make your own mistakes
Change the tides for those as yet unborn
There’s a new horizon waiting
The sea will be your stage
But you must concentrate all your rage

How will I survive all alone
I am but an empty shell
Without your altruistic guiding eyes
I hear the new horizon calling
Beyond these fearful waves
I’m setting with the Sun
I would just rather stay and wait

Hush now stow the feeling
Let it grow then release it slow
Let hate do the healing
Do you not feel the fire?

Shut the fuck up

You know what I'm asking
This sinister feast we share
Life’s so appetising
You think it’s easy for me?

Shut the fuck up
Shut up

For you
For you I’d descend into hell

Take from me
All that you will need to remember me
Gather your will to see
That this sacrifice only
Makes you stronger
Fly away
Live to tell my story another day
Give what was forced on you
To the one who has made this necessary

Make them suffer
Like no other
No-one’s ever dreamed
Such a nightmare fueled by blood and bone
Make them suffer
Like no other
No pathetic plea
Could stem this tide
My boy, I'm coming home…

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