The void that cries through you
Relive the pictures that have come to pass
For now we stand alone
The world is lost and blown
And we are flesh and blood disintegrate
With no more to hate
Is it bright where you are
And Have the people changed
Does it make you happy you're so strange
And in your darkest hour
I hold secrets flame
We can watch the world devoured in its pain
Delivered from the blast
The last of a line of lasts
The pale princess of a palace cracked
And now the kingdom comes
Crashing down undone
And I am a master of a nothing place
Of recoil and grace
Is it bright where you are
And Have the people changed
Does it make you happy you're so strange
And in your darkest hour
I hold secrets flame
We can watch the world devoured in its pain
Like rows of coffins being slowly marched to their final resting plot, so it is the same with me slowly pressing forward to my end, soon i will take another step, with my first year of university finished i will return to my home. Ive realized That I prefer things in symmetry like milestone wise, such as a one year anniversary over a two year. For me the major ones are all thats important like one year, five years, ten years, 20 years, 50 years and so on. Everything else is just useless filler. Its all our lives are filler in between great moments where the lights turn up and for a moment we are blinded and unable to see the drudge of our lives.
"And in your darkest hour
ReplyDeleteI hold secrets flame
We can watch the world devoured in its pain"
yes well um..erm.
i really like this
like alot.
actually i like the whole thing. well done