Ash Wednesday

I'm tearing out a piece of me.

I'm forcing you to feed on it.

Turn your head and close your eyes.

Your reaction really satisfies me.

All the thoughts and blood return, bringing me to realize what isn't, but, will soon be done will show you what I really am.

Take me... with you.

Take me...with you.

I've sacrificed my body and mind for you.

Indulgence in fleshcraft gets me through it.

My scars, they speak and weep to me

of passages I've yet to take.

I can't give up my remorse.

It forces me to choose my course.

I feel the cramp of anxiousness, willing me to begin again.

It comforts me like an old friend, since I never know what I'll fear next.

Take me ...with you.

Take me ...with you.

I've sacrificed my body and mind for you.

Indulgence in fleshcraft gets me through it.

Take me ...with you. Take me ...with you.

Take me ...with you. Take me ...with you.

Down inside, where the ashes hide, empty halls of anguish abide.

Between worlds, slipping in and out.

But there's still no safe place to hide.