Sands of Sleep

No god would want me now
 No coward holier than thou
 I raise my palms towards a caitiff cloud
 Denying the beliefs of the devout
 Removing stitches only inches at a time
 Allow contagion to flow free from either side
 Gnawing debris in hopes my jaw might realign
 The sound of beating hearts will match the silence of night
 Sands of sleep return to rust
 Cover my cuts with concrete, opening arteries
 Filthy hands pull shelter from beneath
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 No god would want me now
 No coward holier than thou
 I raise my palms towards a caitiff cloud
 Denying the beliefs of the devout
 The sound of your heart, the silence of night
 The sound of your heart, the silence of night
 The sound of the hearts will match the silence of night
 The sound of the hearts will match the silence of night
 Opening arteries across a desecrated grave
 Embedding a poison in me
 To ensure I'm forever your slave
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 No
 No god would want me now
 No
 No god would want me now
 No
 No god would want me now
 No
 No god would want me now
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 Would you like to go back to the ward now?
 Yes I have to go back right away
 You can't go home right away, but you will be going home
 In a few weeks, you'll be better then
 Thank you for coming in now