Breaking, all these rules you made for me
Running, through
Get up, do what you want
Before, before it's too late
Don't,
I haven't slept in forty days
Something here just doesn't feel
Enter this corridor of light
Envision the loss of your sight
Daydream
The filth the greed, immoral deeds
The shameless urge, of consumption
A
Through the smoke I see the trees
No one left for
Unearth the vile of anger
Inside surveillance begins
Abide the urge you
Peering through a window
Eyes open shit
Breath turns into crystals
Stuck in
Protection, from the cold
Isolation, within to hold
Reflections, of a long
The silence of your voice in me
Immortal severance to be
