Severed - Chamber

The voices I hear bore through the sides of my skull

Burrow inside and make themselves at home

Their whispers cut like knives

I can’t drown them out

Pull me to the garden

Where all the wicked rest

In perfection, God put me here to hurt

Severed

Sing soft until

My vision goes completely black

There’s nothing here for me

I’m not going back

Severed

Severed

Severed

Severed

Ripping, pulling, tearing, scratching

Pulling, pulling, tearing

Scratching, ripping, pulling

Searing, scratching, ripping

Pulling, ripping, scratching

Echoes of regret

Anger and pain

Linger in my mind

And whisper my name

All the scars on my skin are all I’m worth

All the scars on my skin are all I’m worth

All I’m worth to anyone

One for selfishness

One for pride

And hundreds all over

For every lie