For Corpse - Celestia

 

I watched you murder

A twist of a knife, or a shot to the head

But you fled, before they saw

When you withdraw, with specks of blood

And win the game with your big brain

In reality

Your mentality is brutality 

And your music is insanity

Filled with emotions and scars

Filled with aggression and pain

Always looking for ways to contain.

Always looking to escape your chains,

Leaving your T-shirt wine stained.

People always trying to relate,

But they’ll never feel your great weight,

Or be in your state.

But we’ll always try to relate,

Your happiness we all await.

Cause you know you have fans,

Most of them being stans.

I hope when you break,

You know we all ache.

I’m not trying to pry,

But I always ask why.

Paths always looking awry,

Eyes always looking astray.

I can only promise I’ll be here,

And I hope you know it’s sincere.