Eternity

Uncomfortable in my own skin I'm on furlough I'm the man Tattoo sacred words onto my hands Buried under trenches Of emerging sunrise Tomb teller Soul Seller You don't know the half of it Being sold for a pawn Make me feel better The fruit from the tree Is cut right open A million miles down Staring into nothing Epiphany A new beginning Tomb teller Soul Seller You don't know the half of it Being sold for a pawn Make me feel better