Suffer

                                  A sickening display

A scar for every line

The beauty and the pain

Of total agony



These lacerations

The stench of slow decay

It desecrates

Making beautiful profane



A tragedy

The suffering of loss

That separates

A fragile soul from its remains



Lay down and you'll suffer

Would you die for your affliction?

Held down, now you suffer!

Would you kill for what destroys you



They pick at the remains

The dead in perfect lines

The beauty in the pain

Of total agony



These lacerations

The stench of slow decay

It desecrates

Making beautiful profane



A tragedy

The suffering of loss

It separates

A fragile soul from its remains



[Chorus]



In darkness, I close my eyes

A prayer to ease the pain

In silence I realize

The darkness will always..