The old man was running when we found him
And in the dead dusk we bound him
Mmm, and you were pacing the room
While we were standing by, black coats and black ties
Waiting to see what you were aiming to prove
Yeah, you were the worst I'd ever seen you
Like killing is sugar and you've a sweet tooth
The blood in your vision, it's hard to see through
Well, me too

But he's pleading, mercy, mercy, please, let me die
Are you satisfied
Another minute, another cut digit falls
Are you satisfied
Bits of the man on the goddamn walls
It's a long night, and midwinter is gone

A slick of blood in the dirt
I'm feeling triggered by an itching to dig
The first fits of a tunnel-born curse
And you were the crutch I learned to lean on
I thank you for suffering me for so long
It's unconditional, brother, you can do no wrong
But she's gone

And he's pleading holy prayers in his motherland tongue (ohhhh)
Knows he doesn't have long, but you keep him breathing
The locked bolt on your wickedness sprung (ohhhh)
With the leak in her lung, and you're seething, you're screaming
"Grace is gone, " and you could end it, but the pain is all consuming
And I wonder is it human or hubris to do this
Or is it just plain foolish
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