Cult Leader
How Deep It Runs
A childhood buried under maple leaves
Why didn't they stop the monster?
I remember the summer sun
The sweating hands
The stinking breath
And the whispers
I didn't know I needed saving until I saw all that worry in their eyes
They turned their heads
Forgot it happened
I'm covered in ten thousand scars
I didn't even know I had them and I can't see how deep it runs