Pillar of Salt

In rock bottom

There is no bottom

Life torn between

Gomorrah and Sodom

I meditate on religious themes

A lot for a man who doesn't believe

Hard to conceive

A new life for me

The end for me

Hell or a jail cell

Not doing well

Where did I fail?

What does it take to break a man?

Was it the third time Jesus fell

A sacrifice or not worth living?

It's hard to fucking tell

In rock bottom

There is no bottom

Memories of your love

Long dead and forgotten

Souls to gravе

Replaced by the hatе

That dulls the knife held true by faith

The end for me

Hell or a jail cell

While innocence bleeds

Strip me of my sanity

Lost among the ghosts of what could've been

Not quite alive. Not nearly dead

You and I don't suffer -

We don't suffer the same

Shame for the life I was shown

Like the nails of Christ driven through my bone