Triumph

Even when it’s poison
I’ll fix you and have my fill
With poison so heavily swilled
And a hand full of hate
Sinners lose lock the gate
Stir the slop burn your wrist now you lose
I twisted the volume too loud
I touched the screen and turned around
I’m assigned and I’m bound and now I lose
Our triumph is sleeping now
My form of devotion
I’ll drag you down in the crowd
I go through the motions
Even when it’s poison
I’m left with your precious tools
It’s stained too explicit to miss
Well letters fall
At my feet
Victory, a mother’s grief
Nothing comes and nothing grows and now you lose
I am late, I am lost
Scraping pain off the cross
Grab the wheel and make me steer and now I lose
Our triumph is sleeping now
My form of devotion
I’ll drag you down in the crowd
I go through the motions
Your system stops
Set back the clocks
I climbed above it, how about you?
Dissect my words
See how they hurt
I climbed above it, how about you?
I want to win
Please let me in
You see me curled up by the gate
I stretch to meet uneven beats
They test my tempo, how about you?
I know it’s real
I want to feel
All of the things I’ve been refused
And celebrate my my first victory
Destroy my history with you
Our triumph is sleeping now
My form of devotion
I’ll drag you down in the crowd
I go through the motions