| If i was fearing the world,
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| I’d be generous.
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| In habit, the world seems to feed what I need.
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| And in a separating ground pulled apart from me,
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| I erase everything.
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| When we were first born,
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| the liquid covered our bodies it got harder to breathe.
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| Without a clue in the world,
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| our Fathers poisoned their wives.
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| And the life that he made for me,
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| are you afraid of us?
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| This isn’t a place for us.
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| Your body is surely as sad as can be.
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| Wish I could feel again.
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| The sadness will never end.
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| Invited forever we sleep.
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| Hail deliverer the skin will peel off of me.
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| If I hadn’t meant to live?
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| What would I give?
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| I had a part of you.
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| You were a part of me.
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| And now it doesn’t exist.
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| In Hell we decide.
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| I’m hiding in the lines of the sand with the old blood.
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| I’m dying and living alone in a home with nothing,
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| I’m nothing and I mean it
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| and I saw the afterlife
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| you had a reason to be.
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| And now their all alone.
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| We’ll all be living and if they eat us,
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| they’ll only show us their life is broken in pairs,
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| with the old love I’m extending my way,
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| as a full blood in this life |