[Mac Lethal]nFor every hole I've punched in the wallnEvery piece of paper crumbled as we've suffer in the bloodiest fallnFor every pulsating ego blistered into moon ripe nosebleedsnI nurse these festering wounds and drop no seedsnbut grow an orchid gardennNow the pains on your portrait hardens with a face that resorts to jargonnScribbled like a suicide notenLike I'll stopnI show the beauty by a profile shotnFreeze, don't fret for the truthnCause I'll pray till I heard footsteps on the roofnI swear to god I don't believe in angelsnAsk me, atheist, ashlynWhere's the wings in this relationshipnPassions has passed me, cast another spellnMortified, melancholy, Madness to MichellenSuicide Sarah, illiterate your fate, worship the absence, and demonstrate my faithn(Face in the mirror on my bathroom doornI saw her dance in rain in the summer downpour)nI saw her dance till the rain put the fire outnBurned at the steak, Joan of Arc little anxious saintnI illustrate the gates of hell into my notebook her flesh burns up in the furnacenAshes to AshleynUrns to something earnestnI slit my wrist and curse with an ink pennWrite a revelation, burn a stack of biblesnquestion my faith, get my churlish ass to smilenFind another suttel piece of confidence to musternHer ministry echoes in this monolithic structurenCremate the dieing Christmas treesnThe winter is full of bitter, ashy, black blizzardsnAnd when the superstition deliverednAnd it came down the chimney they found her in the fire place with menAshes to AshleynnThe fire's only half dead, how many angels can you fit on a match headnCount themnTry start a firenDo itnTurn the volume down or write a song to her movement (x4)nn[Sadistik]nWe walked a broken path while the sun was bleaknAnd we were holding hands on these rusted swingsnThat I called us and my love would sinknunderseas that we would drown underneathnWhen you would swim deep to catch my lip's speechnTo try to catch drifts to catch what it meansnAnd you found what would grow between usnSo I thought about you while I wrote The PhoenixnAnd now my spine shivers from the notes that you speaknof perfect pitched melodies and emotions you seeknThat I'm composing in dreams, so you see that I love younAnd I'll hold your broken dreams till I'm bleeding in puddlesnShe breaks bones, engraves poems in gravestones (Text!)nPaints quotes of pathos when pain grows (Next!)nRain flows became hopes of rainbows (When!)nAngels with halos and saints spoke (Blessed!)nDeath to this world now we've given enoughnI wanna hide you from the company that misery lovesnAnd so I draw blood with few strokes and our love it drew closenso you can draw attention with the pen that you holdnReveal your energy; and we'll just get to keepnThe radio-active I can feel your chemistrynWhen we gaze at sea waves and freebase off replaysnthat re-late to cliches to see fate will be gracenI find peace in our dance on ice sheetsnTo bathe your silhouette in the tears the skies weepnWe'll burn bridges to find warmth from life's stormsnAnd cross roads at the point where lives meetnI'll show you memories I hate to revealnIf you could feel what I say Then I could say what I feelnAnd I finally learned what it takes to confessnI'll take you to place filled with grace and sunset