Carry my bones with you
If you survive...

The fly was trapped
Held by those silver threads...

The darkness may be heavy,
And you may want to atone...

Don't let me die yet
I have things to do...

Tears build slowly
Pooling in the aching of my chest...

I don't want to be perceived
Cause I'd rather not be here...

There's something deep inside me
That wants to find a home...

The wail of man-breathed wind floats here
And bodies lay that felt no fear...

Dusk fell softly
Like children's footsteps...

(possible trigger warning)
It used to be I didn't sleep...

In a dungeon bright and cheery
Where my hopes and dreams all lay...

What made us hungry for our own destruction?
A strange disease that makes us lose our function...