In your dwelling place
Your fortune is clear...
Drip, drip
Your blood paints the walls...
Beneath all you see,
what could lie beyond...
A scheme forced in a scene of optimism
A light sound unheard flutters out of reach...
I a stained glass window
Can you see...
Bones of yesterday,
Buried in the sand...
Everyone longs to wrestle with fate
Many try to surpass their due date...
I signed the waver
I printed my name...
Uncertainty caves in
Skin chilled with fear...
It's easier spoken than acted
It's simplier piled under your mind...
Vile, tormented soul
You've come to haunt me again...
A swift rush of something
Is a rapid brush to my soul...