From dust we arise, from ashes we return |
| Nothing left. And I want to give up Let it all slip away. Let the razor blade slip Let it all bleed out Watch everything slip away Let it all turn blurry Feel Something. Just for a moment Before the flame gets snuffed out. Incinerated like a gypsy moth that flew Inside an oil lamp. Icarus burned his wings when he flew Too close to the sun. Fall down to the earth, but not gently Fall. Quickly, unceremoniously Crash. Just a pile of broken Bones and flesh Puddles of blood All morphing together with the landscape. The dirt mixes in to make a thick, dark, red ink A perfect way to end the starry night Alone in the crowd. Faceless. Nameless. Barbed wire wraps around my limbs It encircles my body Cuts into my throat, But no one sees. No one knows how to see anymore We've forgotten how... Everyone for themselves It's all just ashes now Back to the dust From which we all came. |