The Golden Censor(demo)

...and this is justice
and this is fate.
it's just a strength in silence
it's just a strength in
walking out the door.
and as this stake is driven,
into the heart of us.

a steady hand,
when marks upon your wrist
look to straight to be unplanned.
i've given up the gold.
know what to find,
follow the knife.

hold on,
to these pieces when i'm gone.
you hold my heart,
i hope to hold truth.
hold on to the pieces when i'm gone.

(burnt like a match,
but cant hold a candle to you)
burnt from you.

i'm scared to death,
the times away from me.
i'll hold my breath
and pray.
the snow will melt
the grounds wont freeze
i hold my (breath while sinking)
(burnt like a match,
but cant hold a candle to you)
burnt from you.

i half wish that you're happy,
steadfast and alone,
but with half my heart
i pray so hard you hate this and come home.
come home