The Grasp of Ruin

Acceptance This cunning dagger Dripping with illusive doom Preying on the weak, myopic minds Clouding their reason This treacherous contractor Assuring the skin-deep convictions With justification An escape from the onerous course Now go ahead Fulfill the tragedy in disbelief And rest in the grasp of ruin Coward! Faithless! Betrayer! You errant fool! Breathe in relief And choke on the ashes Of countless works undone This sanctuary came with destruction Know this forever Blood is on your hands This ravenous vulture Aroused by the blood of the hopeless With blackened, starving eyes It waits for your dreams to die Will you give in? Have you ever, for even a moment Reasoned with your fear? No one is innocent Coward! Faithless! Betrayer! You errant fool! Breathe in relief And choke on the ashes Of countless works undone This sanctuary came with destruction Know this forever Blood is on your hands