Knife in the Dirt

A lifelong line of questions is one I choose to cross

To leave this land of anguish and loss

A microcosm of sheltered hate

A realm of hell where no one escapes

Knife in the dirt

I personify

Twist it deeper

Out of my own spite

Knife in the dirt

Just to kill the past

Traitor

I am the first and the last

I stab my knife in the dirt

And I twist it deeper

I stab my knife in the dirt

To get revenge

A viscous reparation, my own karmic ablation

I am a walking aberration

An action for damnation from those, this land's creation

Red hands, euphoric sensation

Knife in the Dirt

I personify

Twist it deeper

Out of my own spite

Knife in the dirt

Twist it deeper

Twist it deeper