Shed No Grace On Me (feat. Andrea Storm Kaden)

JT Music

Should your cup runneth over, the loss is not of wine
Your throne was once so golden, but the tarnish taints us all in time
As you revel in your decadent excess, to thy will I bend no knee
Do it stand with the damned or the blessed or find some land between

Where the boundaries are boundless and the bounties are countless
Those with power have found heaven, but it's hell for the helpless
When the Elden Ring fell and it showered around us
I was held in the grip of death and slipped out of her talons
'Cause I've countered the balance that made mortality valid
I've become an army of one, I could fell a batallion
But I'm not overcompensating for anything phallic
What I'm lackin' in stature I've been endowed with in talent
How was David so gallant in the face of a challenge
Like the giant Goliath a mole hill made outta mountain
Check the size of my ego, you see how tired my mount is
From the day of my birth I have been worthy of crownin'
I'm a tarnished masochist and my heart is so calloused
Like my palms after the battles that hardened my malice
I've gone Mad as a Hatter, don't ask what happened to Alice
If you ain't got the taste for torment develop your palate
So while you judge me from up in your towering palace
Your cup runneth over causing a drought in my chalice
So I'll drink up your tears and I'll down 'em in gallons
Then devour the gods, I'm not calorie countin'

What if I don't wanna walk in your grace anymore
My faith is a fire, but the flame hasn't faded before
Should your cup runneth over, spare me your sympathy
My lord, you left us broken, so shed no grace on me

The Tree stands far from where the apple falls
When the leaves are gone it's only half as tall
Now that the bark is decaying, the trunk is already breaking
I see the Garden of Eden has grace far beyond saving
Even the stars were obeying, but doubt has planted a seed
A question that has been rooted in runes that we can't read
'Cause if the family tree is rotting the branches are weak
We drank it straight from the tap, the tainted sap that it bleeds
So no wonder we're tarnished, but not like gods are so polished
They said let death be abolished, now I can not be admonished
And nothing's stoppin' my cursed fingers from grippin' my fate
I can't be sent to my grave, it isn't written that way
No, I will not follow orders if chaos follows order
I represent the lands between, but I'm crossin' the border
I'll rest assured that the gods are not esteemed anymore
My lord, now I can see you and I have seen it before

Since I watered my garden with doubt
Oh, how twisted the limbs that have grown
After rot got its roots in the ground
See how grim is the reaping we sow

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