Bear the Scars

Stabbed in the back by a memory There's nothing left I'm empty inside I've lost my heart, my soul and all that's left is pride I'd give my life to just turn back the clock At the very least if I could make it stop I am becoming death How can I say what can't be said? Yearn to be one with the fragrant dead To bathe forever in the tears we shed And if its my maker that I'm gonna meet then I will beg him to unmake me Veil lifted from my eyes I see myself for the first time I still bear the scars of treachery Buried deep within myself there hides the enemy This coming of rage A virus in me I cling to my demons oh, so desperately I am becoming death How can I say what can't be said? Yearn to be one with the fragrant dead To bath forever in the tears we shed And if it's my maker I'm gonna meet then I will beg him to unmake me Bare the scars