Weston The Mariner Lyrics Weston lyrics

This is hell
You can't get blood from stone
You can't make a dead man breathe
You can't feel the gasp in his lungs
Walker of the dead do you have a name?
Is defiance worth your sad reality?
I'm still true to myself in the uncharted waters
Staying clear of the depths below
I've already been tied down to the floor
And felt the pressure crush my hands
Where is your loyalty neck deep buried in this hole?
Distrust only goes so far
You'll fall and the other looks the other way
These roots come through the surface
And wrap around my feet

You're the judge and jury of your own game
When I'm laying out to sea
Maybe I'll come across something
But you will never see my face again
Everyday your fucking heart sinks lower
Show what your heart is
Black as the sea you'll drown in
I live and the let rest die
So I thank you for letting me free
And I thank you for destroying yourself
I live and let you die