Oblivion beneath, passion of all pity,
more than the barren tears
which your blood wept,
can't you see, there's no beloved
they're just helpless, another pale abuse
left in all...
Holding hands with myself
Sharing life with myself
Reaping the loneliness I've sown
In these fields I've always grown
Digging the blackness from my mind
I will die all alone
Fall, and come back to
your only adorned wish
my final soul, for your sun
sometimes we
bask in the
mortality... drown in it
but this could mean the earth to me