Drained. Your sickness. A strident call. A bellow that grabs the whole world, a dying mass. Unified we cry.
It pulls at your weakness, a shot through the heart and your all alone, and out for now. The stars shining down lift you higher up. Its easier this way.
We will run faster now, its bound to happen soon. What we dont know can kill us. This is your life and its ending day by day.
Locked out of your life, the key in the shape in a perfect soul. Youll die in this cold. Nothing to show, all you have are your memories, broken.
so give me just one more chance, I'll make this right
