Incessant Mace

Hes afraid hell suffer his fathers fate

Two sets of silver records and plates

Two bloody hands and bleeding hearts

Dont feel its not to late to start

Only the photographs on your wall

Are chained and down your hall

Reminding you of all the days

When you collected hell to pay

Well hell to pay

I said its not too late

Not its not too late

Incessant mace

Oh God I can see it, you know its incessant mace

_________ and broken backs

Are what you _________

Beneath your treasure chest

You wonder why youre under stress