Ashes to Scatter Songtext
von Stampin’ Ground

chant the mantra of a dying world
slashed wrists of my conscience
leaving me free to makre more mistakes
as i fall from hell to hell i look up to see
i've been conditioned to hate
from my ego i can see the world revolve round me
to the martyrs who suffer, suppressing the lust
live through me a cheaper version of digust
chant the mantra of a dying world
i am without purpose,


a stained glass window without the sun
like a shadow, loved and need by no one
those who restrain desire do so
'cos theirs is weak enough to be restrained
behind a body liberated lies a mind incarcerated,
bound by chains
choose not to like me but forced to respect me
others entrust a myth with their faith
a faith in oneself can often be misplaced
all i have is ashes to scatter and little more