Our Hollow, Our Home - Burial Season

Bury me, this is to be the end of everything I know
Is it meant to be? Cause it won’t be the end of me

Let the curtain call cause the stage is set
So I’ll carry my burdens without, without regret
Now the truth will out I'm the cause of this disaster
Fighting fiction verse by verse to avoid the final chapter

You’ll find me kicking & screaming through this life
I grit my teeth for the one true light
Without it I am nothing
Left to the darkness, I’m ruining everything
This life is cruel at best
Cursed to exist with the consequence of living a lie

Could there be anything left, or just a darker side of me
I gotta hold fast to the glimmer of hope
The only thing that keeps me alive...

I find some safety in my suffering
Better the devil you know
Is so much easier than letting go
But still I try to find some comfort in catastrophe
A bitter pill to swallow
Losing hope will let you learn to cope
I will not succumb to the black
But the odds are stacked against me now
Fighting fire with the furnace, the flames never die
The hardest part of living, is being alive...

I walk on fields of blades on the promise of illumination
The earth below my feet ablaze, I persevere for my salvation

I find some safety in my suffering
Better the devil you know
Is so much easier...

I find some safety in my suffering
Better the devil you know
Is so much easier than letting go
But still I try to find some comfort in catastrophe
A bitter pill to swallow
Losing hope will let you learn to cope
And when chaos wants your company
Tell yourself your better off alone
Cause the devil you know is so much easier