Oxidized Urn

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Heathen son of a priest turned madman
Fell short of a small part in gods plan

Sell your day for the average wage
Take your dose and your place in line
Grind it out with the filth and wasted
Come home to your grave with the other dead men

Halo of black, awakens your senses
No sunlight to fracture your mind

You find yourself stranded again
A desperate pursuit in a fog

Time has won another
This might be your minute
This might be your second to leave like no other

The world at war and none saw you fall
Both sides have lost. You end up with nothing
No rallies, no crown and nothing to show for it
Faded away. No stories, no scars

The world at war and none saw you fall
All sides have lost. Blood shed for nothing
No rallies, no crown, years drag to an end
A rank and file man burns again

Halo of black, awakens your senses
No sunlight to fracture your mind

You find yourself stranded again
A desperate pursuit in a fog

Time has won another
This might be your minute
This might be your second to leave like no other

Shed your blood
Sacrificed
but there’s nothing that you conquered

From hell and back
a shattered man
but there’s nothing more for you but pain

Gave yourself
To the machine
But there’s nothing that you conquered

Dissipate into the air
But your oxidized urn lives for us

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from Bodies at the Frontier, released November 3, 2014
b.scott/r.pauptit

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