The Second Son

A hymn for all the lost forsaken souls
Tempted by the words of salvation
You brought me here, you told me I'd save the world
They never told us that we suffer through hell first

Hold on
I'm lying here, my wounds still bleeding
Hold on
Beaten down and left me screaming
Save me
Please tell me I'm worth saving
And take me home

The days grow dark, I'm feeling cold
My wounds start to fester
The bleeding won't stop and I'm all alone
Somebody please help me
We'll never change this world
No matter what we suffer, it's all in vain

Hold on
I'm lying here, my wounds still bleeding
Hold on
Beaten down and left me screaming
Save me
Please tell me I'm worth saving
And take me home

I don't know if I'll hold on
They've already drained so much of me
I fear they've taken far too much
In search of what they believe
A false Messiah
The second son
A savior to cleanse the world
My withered state I start to fade
My final drop escapes me

Hold on
I'm lying here, my wounds still bleeding
Hold on
Beaten down and left me screaming
Save me
Please tell me I'm worth saving
And take me home

And take me home
Hold on
I fade into eternity
A dark embrace
With death smiling back at me
And as I give me final breath I know
I'm not the second son