from by Till Lungs Collapse



At the edge of space lies a ship,
It's unmanned, floating idly away for quite some time
Its crew has been long dead
In a weightless atmosphere
Where the sun never shines
Only the smoke condenses fear
Clear above the ruins of the men that were here
And at the side of that ship stands written
Friendship, love, and commitment
This is the captain
With one last log...
I killed everyone
Despite everything
The emptiness settled in
No wrong or right - no end in sight
Exasperation grew
So I refuse to count my blessings
Aa I refuse to live the long and prosperous life
Cause when I climbed aboard I knew I won't regret the time
I have dreams that crawl their way deep under my skin
Echoes that last too long inside the back of my head
This is a not cry for help
This the scream of a dying man,
The last one alive,
Sane enough to realize
The uselessness of everything
I see just how lost I am
So with a dying breath
I leave a legacy behind
For no one to find

There isn't anything out here, nothing above or below
Just vanity and mad men... never accepted their own
And all our theories have taught us, surrender thought over blood
It's all just politics and the fall of us is the loss of love
Wither in doubt we're all running out
We went again to far
With or without an answer we're all
Rounding towards the fall
We left the silk beneath these streaks
To be the secret the silence keeps
But if we're so afraid of the dark
How come we're here, falling apart

Before our bodies will wither
Before we turn into dust
We'll take the few missing pieces
Leave nothing untouched
Cause all incentives on reason
Are vacancies between seats
Our tombs are made out of questions
Nobody cares what they read


from Desuetude, released September 7, 2015



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