A Blessing in Tragedy
Mike Schleibaum, John Henry
A blessing in tragedy,
Burning what's left in effigy
Wreckage, when there's nothing left,
Wreckage, the birthright of regret
A place where truth can hide,
A place where falling ego'd can survive,
A place where fear rusts though pride,
A place where heros go to die
Self delusion, self destruction, falling so short of faith
An empty shell,
A carcass left of greed,
And empty shell,
In the shade grows another weed,
And you wear the scars well,
Merciless liar,
How many times 'til your shadow haunts you too
