The Lame

the light from within the darkest place shines
the weight of your blacken soul
taken from the hell in which I dwell

seeking the truth among the lies
you try to hide behind
light I shine on you you can't take
the brightness stains your pale skin

rage comes for the hate You bare
love is all I seek
You threaten my heart with your poison
your fate is sealed
My slat is clean

the harden skin you shade
the malice you hold
the mind you feed
the soul that bleeds
is all to lame