I loathed your scars

you loved your battles

do you know how long these rhinestones will shine?

your heroes in chains

watch them fall

they march before you

they shake, they stall, they each go down alone



now you hold, you hold the battle-ax

it gives you nothing

then takes it away

leaves you stranded in your faithful, slow decay



mourn for the sleep that staggers

beneath your dreaming

your aging bed looks nothing like your soul

one more eye-straining crazy man

released to claim his senses

he holds his fragile shadow towards the sky



now you hold, you hold the battle-ax

it gives you nothing

then takes it away

leaves you stranded in your faithful, slow decay

we're bound to catch this ball

but you're still trying to save your conscience

after all



suffer me, gracefully

though your lucky days are over

echo them back this way for a while

It won't be long

your gods are gone through your tears in silence

flatter your angels

they might wait up for you



I loathed your scars

you loved your battles

do you know how long these rhinestones will shine?