Broken Blades - Cult Leader

Broken blades are buried deep

They can’t be reached with my teeth

Following my sorrow I feast on bone and marrow

Obsess over heartbreak

Perfect pain is pleasure

No such thing as peace of mind

The joyful can’t be free

There is no blinding light

There is no reward

Happiness is fleeting

No stopping the bleeding

Feed me to the leeches

A bloody shred of hope

A sliver of sunlight shines through the gore

Is this all I get?

I want more