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Nadir (Byzantine)

As I bore for the depths of depravity A bottomless pit I have found As I search for the signs of humanity There will be no ashes abound Will you burn me alive? Turn my organs to ash Await my salvation As bones break like glass If I empty my guts on the table Will you sift through and find what you need? Will you write out the truth with eloquence? Or smear out a liars decree Will you burn me alive? Turn my organs to ash Await my salvation As bones break like glass No cross no thorns No kings without pawns No pain no crown My skin fills with rain I stare in the eye of the storm No cross no thorns No kings without pawns No pain no crown My skin fills with rain I stare in the eye of the storm