Excavation Of A Hungry Ghost

This shadow never seems to sleep
But covets my heart in darkness
Haunting the death of me
It follows the past, unmasking
The shame of my perversion
Flayed skins and sacks of skulls
Screams of life, slayed in blood
Re-emerging through the walls
I feel love, but I've killed them all

With a phantom avenging
A debt unrelenting
I entomb myself in the wound as it bleeds
My spirit claws and scratches
Through a body encaged
Embodied to shatter
For the ground beneath is only as hallow
As the one who walks above it
To survive and suffer as he breathes

Intrepid no more, I mourn
And readily bow to surrender
Emblems along with accolades
And the thought of wishing
I had not been born
So Christ, grant me shelter
From the life that's returned to bury me
Beneath the light I've come to yearn
Although I fear I may never find redemption
Or release the memory
As the faceless reform 
To feast upon the ash of
This flesh devoured urn

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