Dead Bury Dead - Pentagram

Been here too long to have the time to spare

I’ve walked down many roads to despair

Day by day my flesh and pride must die

Lust of my eyes tempt my mind to fly

How many days have passed

How many more can I last

The broken dreams I’ve known

Circles of madness are gone

But I press on

Won’t be condemned

Take up my cross

Dead bury dead

Above the stains remains a joy inside

While a world out there seeks to break my stride

Like a dove descends and shoulders the wind

Not one will be lost from the hand that gives

To transcend these days, I’d be on my way

Singing my final song in the light beyond

But I press on

Won’t be condemned

I take up my cross

Dead bury dead