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Maybe hell is not a place

But a never-ending feeling of disgrace

An endless loss of innocence

A hollow pursuit, an infinite chase

This life but a cruel vignette

There is more want than one could ever get

These scars will never forget

Blood is what blood begets

You thought you could reach out to the sun

Now you're staring down the barrel of a gun

The wheel of fate you can't outrun

It will spin around and run you down

Beaten to the ground

Yet you stand up so the show goes on

A living reminder of resilience

When all hope is gone

I will make you see

My truth, meant to be

Begging on your knees

"Shine your light on me"

You are nothing but a pound of flesh

A punching bag for shaky hands

Your bones may break before your will

But in the end you'll understand

Teary eyes, dreary lies

Weary flesh don't fail me now

Teary eyes, dreary lies

Weary flesh don't fail me now

Don't patronize me, you wouldn't know

Half the hell and torment I've been through

But you will, this I promise

The thorns will make the whole world endure

Maybe hell is not a place

But endless loss of innocence

You are nothing but a pound of flesh

A punching bag for shaky hands

Your bones may break before your will

But it will make you understand

Teary eyes, dreary lies

Weary flesh don't fail me now

I have come too far

For all pain will soon be gone

Weary flesh, don't fail me

Weary flesh, you won't fail me now