hanging from the gallows
on thy old oak tree
the casket was it for me
was your struggle worth it
in the end
did it fill the void in the heart and thy head
just breaking the fine neck
as the seraphs sung this unto me
a broken neck lullaby will be it for me
chocking on the inner darkness
that consumes me day by day
all these thoughts and desperation
iv tried and despised
that has left me to my ultimate demise
as my last thoughts are
were where you when i needed you ?
the child that was raped out of you and me
never knowing the care nor touch and thy word love
thy father did his best but incarceration was the rest
what made you decided
we the fallen were not worth it
the harlot you are for chemically altering our brain
breeding this suicidal disease
this chemical Russian roulette
youve made our brains
can you see the light as i fade away
to this broken neck lullaby
what made me decided to end this fucking life
i lived through sickness and fear
was it the casket for me
this mental illness
as i breed this suicidal disease
to thy fallen
as the seraphs sing a broken neck lullaby
can your god save you now
a internal damnation was bread this day
the mental image burned
a chemical Russian roulette
blown right in there brain
as the gallows drop thy seraphs sings
this broken neck lullaby
as we kiss the sky my last thoughts are
could my last breaths been saved
if you were right by my side
instead its found in a broken neck lullaby
as thy father returns he finds the fallen
hanging from the gallows as so to be told the rest to be
while the seraphs this unto thy father
once again a broken neck lullaby