A Scar to Remember - Hangman's Chair

Fix this moment in my flesh and send a question to God, Why am I so weak,

why am I so far from grace?

I need to confess, the most painful of my burns is in my soul.

A never-ending defeat, always this cross to bear and on my knees…

I will close my heart, no need to be sharpened.

Follow the stream, another mark on my skin.

Just a scar to remember for this weight on my shoulders.

Gold and red glowing fire.

This is just a scar to remember… all…

I feel it growing deep inside my guts it’s still burning.

Over and over the pain, this need to scream.

I know how it tastes to kiss the blackness.

A dead drunk soul sleeps under my chest.

Just a scar to remember for this weight on my shoulders.

Gold and red glowing

fire.

This is just a scar to remember.