Lyrics Dear Antigone - The Breathing Process

Dear Antigone

You watch me fall over and over again
You watch me burn alive at the stake, swaying
Wake so now I may kill you once more
Wake so now I may taste you once more
Wake now my love
My dearest love of all that has become the obsession of the obsessor preyed
upon the obsession of the obsessor
My dearest apocalypse my dear obsession dear Antigone
My dear sweet agony
Dear antigone you are culmination dear sweet lover you are my death you are my
damnation
«I know that you would have rather laced the chords around your neck then to
watch me die.»
This time I pray you choke on every breath of your empathy.
I only hope to see
your flesh in the perdition
I wish we had burned alive that night, so by shreds I’ll burn your lies
You love your life your lies
Follow me now with my hands dressed in wrath
Thunder falls silent with guilt that the heart beats louder my lovers guilt has
eaten away her conscience
This time I pray you choke on every breath of your empathy my only hope is to
see your flesh burn
Follow me with my hands dressed in wrath the earth will be undone