Summer's End - Buried Near The Living Dead lyrics

I will watch your throne shatter and fall leaving treads of blood imprinted around my throat your hands will never be washed away and my fears never reduce in exhaustion since the cold blood brought back the plague of d**h the ignorance of you and others followed will be finalized as I watch them dig for you when simple lapse is turned tragedy cloned forgiveness is not certain I find myself searching for another way as my thoughts fall further in denial