[Altheia.]

Madder Mortem - Deadlands.

All I ever wanted was a little discipline,
A master's touch to give me some serenity within.

Now I know there's no one there to save me from myself.

All I ever needed was a minute of safe rest,
A stronghold to give shelter from the pressure and the test.

Now I know there's no one there to save me from myself.

Standing cold in victory and longing for some sun,
Begging still for mercy when the time for truth has come.

Leave here. Turn home.

We're all dry and dead and gone and not to breathe again.

Leave here. Turn home.

Rip the life and laughter out, rebuild it in my name.
When the city rises, I will rule and I will blame.

Now I know there's no one there to save me but myself.

See me, fat and choking on the words that I remade.
See my lover bleeding, there is beauty in the strain.

Now I know there's no one there to save me from myself.

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