Clouding our sleep...
Years discord the unbelief
Words. All you've said
Wishes worn through the seam
Scarring the
ears
Caustic whispers from you
Only ourselves: left with the tears
Mindless and empty, false and absurd
In coma lies the
the crowd
Their sleep disturbed
Stirring our dream
Endless days, stars at night
Fear becomes wings for your darkened
flights
Your friends are here to celebrate a serpents choice
Only yourself, left with the tears
So insincere, lifeless shades
of selfishness
Delicate death, accelerating taste of lead
The pointed search, in vain now has ended
Their hollow selves left with
the tears