Future Saving Grace Songtext
von Initiate

Pages of memories
Pattern in the folds
No distinct time or place
A matted color holds

Grey and blue - darker hue
Things are looking bleak
If you knew better then
Would you have been this weak?

Self inflict omission
Constant ammunition

Pick the pieces up and clean
The blood from my face
Not a moment as serene
As a future saving grace


Self permitting reprieve
Like water and oil
Tell me how to love the leaves
Without hating the soil

Self inflict omission
Constant ammunition

Feeling incomplete
No one wants to speak
On love unless its
For somebody else
And I understand
That its daunting and
Fucking hard to love
Hard to love yourself

Pick the pieces up and clean
The blood from my face
Not a moment as serene
As my own embrace