Thrice (Still Say Your Name prt3)

[Intro: Coal Cash]
Yeah, Great Wyrm. Thrice. Yo, check it. Yeah

[Verse: Coal Cash]
Got bad luck, introspection made me fear the tracks
Seems I’m mad fucked, my reflection makes the mirror crack
I’m back near it, faintly hear it like a distant din
Spinning down the drain, echoing pain on the whispering wind
I miss my in to win, forever been on the outskirts
Of a hurt blistering, and my lips have been without words
That serve me in a way where I can truly say
The beauty in my heart before it grew apart and flew away
I knew the day would come, running from a fragile past
Fast as I can travel, but you can’t surpass the shadow’s cast
The mask dazzled, mentals baffled by its fractal depth
Kept on acting natural, but I’m naturally an actual mess
Depressed wacko, holy mackerel, what a fucking wreck
I kept squeezing the tube for paint to use, and now there’s nothing left
Either accept this limit or mimic its limitation
Or slice open my veins ‘til bloodstains finish the painting
I feel I’m tainted, better acquainted with mistakes I’ve made
Forging with a vengeance so relentless, but this breaks the blade
As faith decays for grace, I pray to a silenced sky
Cry to replies given. What good is wisdom if living a giant lie?
If I ain’t high, my thoughts deny the way I truly feel
For real, I’m so distraught, anger and loss the force I duly wield
The movie reel reveals the splices that I edit out
Shout, “I don’t regret it,” and, like my credits, I’m slowly headed down
So let me drown. They flock around to watch and listen
God, I miss him a lot, his death was a shock to the system
A lot of opposition saw it dwindle to know what doubt does
Ain’t got a pot to piss in or a window to throw it out of
Devout love for what I do and who I’m standing with
Won’t shift from my pursuit even if the crew abandon ship
No landing strip for the trips I took to find myself
Wealth is not possession—it’s the essence of every time you felt
Divine presence, transcendence from the scene express
Where death is just despair, gasping for air, in a need for breath
I breed distress, endless quest that’s in need of rest
Profess this escape during my wake from this dream of flesh
Believe I’m blessed more or less in what I shove below
Or grow to go above and see what it does because I’d love to know
Quid pro quo for what I tow out the muck and mire
Perspire with falsifiers, self-deniers ‘cause we’re all fucking liars
A dire pain, don’t trust your aim when you duck and fire
Inspire to fuck it all ‘cause puppets fall when you cut their wires
Plush empires fell to rust, dust in wells we built
Guilt wilts my husk ‘til the disgust in my shell was spilt
Hell is filled with every reason you should run from this
Earth’s gonna become it, the things we summit we’re gonna plummet with
We’re dumb as shit, your tongue commits to spit its circus act
Perhaps truth is lethal to stupid people who think the Earth is flat
I look for surface cracks, hit ‘em with corrosive waves
Cave in the focus ‘til the prognosis is explosive rage
Hope decays as I joke at what I wrote to save
Raze left his post, enemies close, soaking my broken blades
Emotions sway to and fro as the movement shows
Everything’s in cycle and recycled like the human soul
Improvements flow in convolution, revolutions go
Faster than light is moving, life’s an illusion that we choose to hold
So you should know that I wrote this from the deepest part
Of the art that I conceive, in all I believe, I hope to breach the dark
As we depart, achieve a spark, I hope it leaves a mark
Or at least marks my sleeve when this pain leaks out my bleeding heart

[Hook: Coal Cash]
Nothing feels the same, and it’s never gonna change
Filled with this pain, I still say your name
Standing in the rain, and the world seems so strange
Your memory? It wanes. Sometimes, we say your name