In enemy territory. Writhing in pain. Cries in the dark. If you're lucky never be seen again. When the blip on the radar goes dark and the clouds cover the stars. Shit just doesn't slip through the cracks or through my hands. Behind my back. Time not promised. Grind you honest . Search party. Send the search party out. Seek the rogue motherfuckers out. Hunted by dogs. Writhing in pain. Cries in the dark. If you're lucky never to be seen again. When there is nowhere else to look we still search. A light in the dark.
Track Name: Plan of Salvation
Hard to be a god. Not honored with a human form. One path, told to kill. A gods eye view of all the shit and puke. Who has to die for who? You die for you. One hand washes the other in blood. Who will bless your actions and cradle you in their palm. Caress your fragile body until the storms calm. Will you be saved knowing you've done wrong? What's your plan of salvation? At the right hand of god. The hand that will crush you.