No Servant of Mine

In you no passion bleeds
 A shell that's thin and withering
 Did you misplace your flame
 In pursuit of a new hell to help you heal or burn the same?
 Dedication makes a martyr out of me
 While you're afraid to offer flakes of skin
 Your fire dies dependent on the embers I provide
 Shield your blaze from beads of sweat
 No servant
 No servant of mine
 Turn your back and flee
 Bending over backwards to be sure we watched you leave
 No servant of mine
 Turn your back and flee
 You are not owed more than the shoulders you have burdened
 Contentment breeds in our disintegration
 Like bitter pills digested by the sick
 I wish you luck and hope you've found your medicine
 (Pray that it kills you quick)
 The chase has clouded your perception
 Beg to be buried in the sky
 Dependent on the embers I provide
 Your fire dies
 The same mud buries both of us alive
 And still you search for different shades of dirt
 No servant
 No servant of mine
 Turn your back and flee
 Bending over backwards to be sure we watched you leave
 No servant of mine
 Turn your back and flee
 You are not owed more than the shoulders you have burdened