The Good In Me Is Gone

The Good in me is gone

Fuck em’ all

White heat of burning embers

Rains down on you

The light means nothing

I lurk in the deepening void

I will take from you

My payment in bright crimson

The good in me is gone

Wrested from me

By the blindly self-righteous

In a fleeting moment

Not just once

But over and over again

I’m still here

Waiting for you to be mine

The good in me is gone

I hone pointed steel

My salty tears turn to hate

We’re joined by your blood

As it runs down your face

And mixes with my sweat

Smell my hot breath

And breathe your last

The good in me is gone

Here comes the maelstrom