I took a look and erased it all
Watched all the memories fall
Like flowers, my flowers
And with a snark I look again
Fearing what the clock presents
Bookended by bewilderment
Godlike, swindle prospects
In such gravity, yes it strangles me
Fire, kindles faster
Yes it burns me, yes it burns me
Obsolete art stands untouched
My body is so f*cking lost
Illusion, all illusion
Grimace like a grayscale grin
Innate distrust rumbling
Like doubt that spreads, virus in my head
Disinterested mind body and soul
Triumvirate, distrustful hole
Insipid infection exponentiates all that I know
It comes so fast that I infer
These are all my questions left unanswered
Unanswered
Water, freezes over
Yeah it strangles me, yeah it strangles me
Fire, of my lyres
All that's left of me, all that's left of me