Behind Craven Songtext
von Implode

Despise myself for the enema frontline, a knuckle down
Clarity holds me, castration of the moral code
In every aspect and chance, a domineer
Saddens me, drowning me, wont let it alter me
With gamblers odds, I try to rise above

Lectures stuck behind craven
In each and every blow
Through my skin and eyes, see my righteous mind
Death written within, dodge none


Come forth from this chastity
Mending this broken flesh
Deliberate guilt upon me, scaling for agony

Dare not to feel again to remain this shell
Cruelty drowning, despair for reformation
Bedamn this toothless hound
Engulfed by fear of ridicule
I submit to their stare

Every conflict brakes me down
I′ve placed this weight upon myself