salvatore wryhta

take my hands and lead me carry me the distance, leave me at the place where, the, work is done, i don't want to sound like a broken record, but please bear with me, this is more than i can take, i'm shaking with sweat and asking for a friend, but somewhere in the end they've left my side, did pretense make you weak your legs can't even stand, the promise of the dead is that they won't be back again, darkness darkness found me, here like a common thief, you guard the exits captain, but choices are never free, take my hands lead me on, i don't want to give you answers, that you'd throw right back in to my face, i'm exhausted from being myself, but your voice, is the voice here and always, inside, inside follow, control that you swallow, you've got the numbers on your side, to bury me, it's just as you said, in those words, i am identified, let's get this started right now, the endless excuses, we're all to watch me try, now to die, did pretense make you weak your legs can't even stand, the promise of the dead is that they won't be back again, this favor cast on me, but in this regard i disagree, the life you take is the only thing i have here to my name, the only thing i have is now taken away. the mystery of iniquity the weight of secrets brought to a rest, blood and bone have been my home, but in the eyes i see, why it took me