and there are monsters in the darkness
so what would you call the man who kills them all
is he no different after the fall
and when he catches in your glances
he know there is no repair for this still growing wall

and what would you say
when you truly know me
when you see my hands betray my heart
strangling the life from some young corpse
just to realize that
justice
is nothing but a dream
of debts un payed outweighed by deed
and not just by thought

and what would you say
to know me lost in these strange marshes
my feet stuck in the muck of regret
that if i kept it all in check
i wouldn't have to carry this dead man around my neck

and you say that you will shed light with crosses
but in the this brightness shadows grow
and though my feet might kiss the darkness
it is from this vantage that one can come to truly love light
and i will shed blood for these losses
upon this back i will let you crawl
full fanged and with furious passes
fetter my skin and let it hang
for it to be seen by all

and i am man only in name
and i am tame only through force
and everyday i rehearse this passion
to pay for what has still yet to come
because if the worthy are to be forgotten
and the blasphemer to gain it all
then without regret i will bury your crosses
beneath my ever growing wall

and if you hate me then you will hate the real me
blood splattered for the lack of you
and if you turn your back upon
this heap of ashes
then they will still continue to float around you