Bed Of Snakes

The door swings wide open into my world
A story best forgotten but today it is told
I count the hours missing from night and day
A broken reel of the devil’s play

A bitter truth, I waste away
What is left of me to see

Broken lies the beggar
But he is far from poor, for he is rich
With skin and wasted breath
But still he hunts for more
What have you left to give?

I made this bed of snakes
To lay my head in shame
Rot in the stench of the same old mistakes
Only one to blame

I’m losing days to this as I bask in blissful ignorance
Never thought to think again
Now I have, I see the end

The bitter truth, wasted away
Nothing left of me to see
Broken lies the beggar
For he has spent his wealth on a creature bound in leather
This is the price you pay for the weak that you prey on
There is nothing left to give

I made this bed of snakes
To lay my head in shame
Rot in the stench of the same old mistakes
Only one to blame

Forgive me
I’ve spent years as a creature that crawls on it’s knees
I’ve sown my seed to satisfy my needs
Tonight is a chance to end my suffering
So take my hand and march me to the end
The end of a nightmare
The end of a dream
The end of a life that seemed so serene

In the face of a man that never suffered a fall
I am the one that bears the burden for us all
I am the one that bears the burden for us all
I’ll bear the burden but the price I pay is murder