Feel some pressure
An undistinguished knot of waste
Rising in your chest
The man laid open, a soul to test,
is this
your last breath?
Cry, we have come too far...
Lonely sunrise, climbing into the sky,
Only to sleep...
We walk
alone
Alone exposed to just blood and bone
Scouring graveyards
An empty Ritual for the hordes
In search of ourselves
Like
complicated insects will
We discover strangers
When all drops silent
A grave where no light gets in
The world resents it
When all is placid
A tranquil place in time
Our Earth shattered
We ain't getting by...
Dusted twilight, spilling
into moonlight
All our lives we're waiting to die
Open up your eyes
The sleeping eyes of time passed by
Never to
realize
What might have been sin or doubt
Coming from the riverside
The side that's dried and petrified
Are screams of
MERCY...
Why mercy's expected is beyond the point of points
Of points....
Of points....
IN FEAR OF THE RIVER
We
trample under a billion stars
And vines that wind over the houses
And past the trees
Smothering everything...
