The Reach of Resurrection

Deprived devotion, no longer ours to blame
 Standing alone, bound to the floor by filth
 Picking at the wings of fallen saints
 Revisiting the depth of hidden scars
 Ignoring guidance of those I consider blind
 While voices echo through me without words
 A coffin frozen shut buried just below the surface
 Yet nowhere near the reach of resurrection
 Unthawed remains clawing at false halos as an exit from the pain
 Following a ghost that carries me on waves of gasoline
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 Following a ghost that carries me on waves of gasoline
 Through walls of stone with matches clenched between my teeth
 Deprived devotion, no longer ours to blame
 Standing alone, bound to the floor by filth
 A coffin frozen shut buried just below the surface
 Yet nowhere near the reach of resurrection
 Unthawed remains clawing at false halos as an exit from the pain
 No reach of resurrection
 Nowhere near the reach of resurrection