Nail - Ceremony

Getting closer to the breaking point

With blatant words, my voice is shot

While my skull takes another hit, I try to cover my broken nose, body’s weak,

lacks courage and pride

Each blow is more brutal than the last

Seeing my mistakes slowly seep into the earth

Bearing scars that open now and then, each tells a different story

I could really give a fuck if I ever win or lose

Your wounds become a part of you

They condone the real truth