Stone Devils - The Mire

We are all dragging tablets

Every sin etched into the slab

Mortal flesh is like marble

Each of us is the sculptor and the stone

And I would sell my soul

So we could live forever

But after all is said and done

Even devils turn to stone

I am chained to a gargoyle

Shackled by the choices I have made

Like a parody of Atlas

I am crushed under this demon’s weight

Devils turn to stone

And I would sell my soul

So we could live forever

But after all is said and done

Even devils turn to stone

And now I’m so far from my home

But after all is said and done

Even devils turn to stone