"Of Matches And Rust" lyrics

Hundreds of years searching for a reason
As the time passes by in a lonely cry
Signs of a child lost to rusted seasons
Can you find glowing eyes through the lunar lullaby's lie?

Fragmented parts from relentless beatings
Decorate winter days in a godless way
For sin never stays under sacred reasons
Yet I pray for escape in a fantasy-filled daze

And as your body hits the flame
I'll watch the motions of your twisted face
A sacrificial want, a carnal rage
Awaken everything I learned to annihilate

As your body hits the flame
You ask a silent God if it's too late
And when they find your battered body
Trust that your ashes will be
Drawn by matches and rust

Thousands of years slipping through my fingers
Imitate futile ways in a gentle blaze
Heaven exists for the lost and fearful
Can you find faithful eyes through the lunar lullaby's lie?

Fragmented parts from relentless beatings
Recreate winter days in a soulless way
For sin never stays under sacred reasons
So I pray for escape in a fantasy-filled daze

And even through the night
It seems I've come to find
You'll never face the light
The generational curse of our kind

And as your body hits the flame
I'll watch the motions of your melted face
Hey, ain't it funny, you can't bear the same
Sort of agony you forced me to emulate?

And as your body hits the flame
You meet the burning of a child's rage
And when they find your battered body
Trust that your ashes will be
Drawn by matches and rust

Matches and rust, oh

(Picking at flowers by the footsteps of your grave)
(Eating the thorns trapped in a monochromatic daze)
(They say it's nature)
(No, I can't just run away)
(Wait, don't go)
(Won't you help me dissect my brain?)