Eligh - I Am Born
Shhh dare I say her name? My dead little sister got god damned
knock knock chair down at the door God's back
Shame on the man whomnever told her about the neck
now she's a stain upon my own in black ink
Dare I say her soul ain't free? How dare me here still in hell she? Shame, the news read, she was only 15
Now life was never fair but her suicide tears me apart,
from the inside out I'm paralyzed and all my thoughts
Dare I speak her name? I curse her in my prayers...
I'ma take that up with her myself for all I've had to bear
Cuz now I'm left to wear this noose on my neck,
But I swear ill never drop it, u can't take it, s’all I got left
I’m cursed! suffering is mine, its true
not a lot can say they got the strength to take this confusion and pain
But I refuse to lose to this traumatic haunting monster
Influence my sister, but forever I'll resist
This ring of sin, this villainous invasion
Taking reign upon my brain, trying' to erase my sister's name?
Like a thorny crown, she's blood stain upon a gown, I try to get it out but the only hell that comes out...
Revenge upon you little bitch how could you trust in such a prick this anti-Christ seductive lying piece of fibrous shit?
wistful, furious I’m listless – so the noose does gently sit,
Till the day I lose my grip
Darcy in my memories, picture frames, family trees
Left us more than grievances, sacrificial lamb of treason
Wishful thoughts of rest in peace, now we're taunted by the beast
leave me be, this noose forever be a wicked curse on me
My sister under influence of weakened hope and chemic-illness
Her visions never were fulfilling, Longing for flawlessness
Love and joy mysteries, peace out of reach
taunted by societies enforced belief systems was she
No trust in herself, but frustration far too much
She was stuck inside utopia dreaming of the dust,
Such a battle what a storm such a useless world in store,
for a girl without a prayer every windows just door.
staring straight into a dismal state of Self-hate and Mutilation
till the bleeding numbed the pain and all sensation faded,
Under pressure underweight each friend more fake
talking behind her back on the race to heaven’s gate
race to heaven's gate,
You little whore, you little slut, you ugly fat disgusting fuck,
You only purge two times a day? Don't cut as deep as us?
Well... that just not enough. But, If you hate yourself enough, and your shrink says you're fucked you,
You'll be popular like us, Soon well hate each other's guts!
thats the essence of our clique, get with us cause we're the shit, so my sister mixed with bitches without confidence or wishes,
Till a verbal slaughter worse than all their slitted wrists!
Oh how I miss my little sister, My Darcy Lynne...
Darcy in my memories, picture frames, family trees
Left us more than grievances, sacrificial lamb of treason
Wishful thoughts of rest in peace, now we're taunted by the beast
Away with you! You cursed noose, Forever its you I accuse!
Darcy in my memories, picture frames, family trees
Left us more than grievances, sacrificial lamb of treason
Wishful thoughts of rest in peace, now we're taunted by the beast
Leave me be or else the noose will be the last of me,
Shhh dare I say her name? my dead little sister got god damned
knock knock chair down at the door God's back
Shame on the man whomnever told her bout the neck
now shes a stain upon my own in black ink
Dare I say her soul aint free? How dare me here still in hell she? Shame, the news read, she was only 15
Life ain't ever easy, pleasing, fair, or just - believe me,
this suicide's been measly torn me up and paralyzed me
from the inside out my self, mind, and thoughts are all beside me
Dare i say her name? I curse her in my prayers,
parsed scrutiny spared pursed lips burst and tear
Cuz now I'm left to wear this noose on my neck,
But I swear ill never drop it, u cant take it, s’all I got left
I’m cursed! suffering is mine, its true
not a lot can say they got the strength to take this confusion and pain
But i refuse to lose to this relentless haunting monster
Influence my sister, but forever I'll resist
This ring of sin, this villainious invasion,
this torturous atrocious taunting tormenting coerscion
This corrosive brain forsaken-shame this eroded focus taken reign,
this pain struck heart strung praise remains unspoken
from a throat, silent hope tryin' to cope, with this emotion
like a scar, sown proud, sharp spoken, thorny crown,
fresh blood drippin down upon a white satin gown,
I try to spit it out, but the sound is faint n faded brown,
I'm hellbent shouting out whatever words are found:
Revenge upon you little bitch how could you trust in such a prick this anti-christ seductive lying piece of fibrous shit?
wistful, furious I’m listless – so the noose does gently sit,
Til the day I lose my grip
Darcy in my memories, picture frames, family trees
Left us more than grievances, sacrificial lamb of treason
Wishful thoughts of rest in peace, now we're taunted by the beast
May it be in hell or heaven, her news a piece of me
My sister under influence of weakened hope and chemic-illness
Her visions never were fulfilling, Longing for flawlessness
Love and joy mysteries, peace out of reach
taunted by societies enforced belief systems was she
No trust in herself, but frustration far too much
She was stuck inside utopia so dreams were of the dust,
Such a battle such a storm such a useless world in store,
for a girl without a prayer every windows just door.
staring straight into a dismal state of Self-hate and Mutilation
till the bleeding numbed the pain and all sensation faded,
Under pressure underweight each friend more fake
talking behind her back on the race to heaven’s gate
Deceptive two-faced creatures no intelligence
Hate spake from the bitches lips she believed every bit
Inner critic soon to dominate her every little think
Imprisoned in her own skin her head echoed the disses
Till the ringing in her head as ugly as her slitted wrists
2Little whore little slut you ugly fat disgusting fuck
You only purge two times a day? And don’t cut deep as us?
Well that’s just not enough, But if you hate yourself enough
and youre shrink says you’re fucked up, You’ll be popular like us,
And soon we'll hate each other's guts
So my sister mixed with bitches without confidence or wishes
Till all her thoughts were just as messy as her slitted wrists
oh how i miss...
Soon we'll hate each other's guts, This concoction, this destruction,
Desolation and corruption, this ill befell upon my sis
till her final gift, asphyxiation. oh how i miss
Darcy in my memories, picture frames, family trees
Left us more than grievances, sacrificial lamb of treason
Wishful thoughts of rest in peace, now we're taunted by the beast
Leave me be or else the noose will be the last of me
