Sorrowsworn

I crave the stories of your lives
I want the history of your demise
I feed on misery Death is me
I see you looking at all of me
I feed your need for the end times
I see a need for your end times
I eat you up and spit you out
You, you’re what it’s all about

Build me up and plug me in
Make me a part of the sin

Happiness is but a dream
If you keep listening to me
Nothing good will ever come
From an oligarch a vote or a gun

Fifteen minutes is all you get
And I’ve not even started yet
Wasted is time that you denied
Worthwhile is what you decide

Build me up and plug me in
Make me a part of the sin

Happiness is but a dream
If you keep listening to me
Nothing good will ever come
From an oligarch a vote or a gun

Give me, the name
Give me, the pain
Give me, the good
Give me, who should
Die.

Who died, who lied, who crawled back inside
Who stole, who killed who ends up fulfilled

Give me the air I need to breathe
Give me the dose give me the need
Take it away starve me to death
Take me away make me your guest

Build me up and plug me in
Make me a part of the sin

Happiness is but a dream
If you keep listening to me
Nothing good will ever come
From an oligarch a vote or a gun