Hands of Penance Lyrics

These walls became a cage
Scratched with delicate wouds
That mark a dying day.
The scraps of breath i take
Belong to someone else.
The dirt is all i know
Chained in line with the other
Sick forgotten souls
Stuck with lies they told
And wished they never found.

What good is fear to a man
When he's lost everything else?
Trees need no barks
Once the core is hollowed out.
When a mistake is just that
Transforming eden to hell
Such reflection will leave you beside yourself.
There are days when death would be welcomed as a friend
But i'll live until we meet with my regrets.
My life of moral decay
Was bound to damn me to this fate
Held in the hands of penance
What good are dreams when i wake
To find i'm right where i'll always be
Even if i don't belong?
There are days when death would be
Welcomed as a brother sent to sooth a tired friend.
The easy way extends a hand
Leading us to satisfaction
Earned by fearful men.
My life of moral decay
Was bound to damn me to this fate
Held in the hands of penance.
What good are dreams when i wake
To find i'm right where i'll always be
Even if i don't belong?
I'd see these walls in flames
I had to,
I'd watch them crumble down
To cleanse my sin.
A second chance to take
A life back,
But it will never come
A waste of time!