Stab

Prophecy crushing me
Singing praise, leaving weak
Violent empathy
Drowning in brevity

And stab
And stab
And stab
And stab

I scream silently
Graciousness dies in me
Pity lies dying, breathlessly sighing

And stab
And stab
And stab
And stab

You're not the kind of thing I let dance with my devils