Stampin' Ground Lyrics
"Ashes To Scatter"

Chant the mantra of a dying world
Slashed wrists of my conscience
Leaving me free to makre more mistakes
As I fall from hell to hell I look up to see
I've been conditioned to hate
From my ego I can see the world revolve round me
To the martyrs who suffer, suppressing the lust
Live through me a cheaper version of digust
Chant the mantra of a dying world
I am without purpose,
A stained glass window without the sun
Like a shadow, loved and need by no one
Those who restrain desire do so
'cos theirs is weak enough to be restrained
Behind a body liberated lies a mind incarcerated,
Bound by chains
Choose not to like me but forced to respect me
Others entrust a myth with their faith
A faith in oneself can often be misplaced
All I have is ashes to scatter and little more