Ritual Grim Part II lyrics

Fuck.
Now look at what I 've done.
Every time I think that I 've escaped hell,
I somehow find myself back again and all my friends are lepers.
My life was poorly penned by a crooked quil in a wretches hand.

Sickly I speak...
Is it hard? Walking 'round with that hole in your head?

I found what I loved - became a captive of.
I found a rotted love, I couldn't save me from.

I saught strength in advocates for the cavalier brigade
But time dulls all blades; sadly.
And I cant complain.


Keep anointing the wound whilst I fucking canonize the ones
Who carved it in.
This will be the last time you fake it as real as you make it seem.
This will be the last time you bat your eyes and show your teeth to me.

I divide when you part your lips.
I found what I loved and became a martyr of
I had a rotten love, no one could save me from

I found what I loved and let it kill me.