Despondency
Cold and brittle, the first to fall. Cut too deep and left to bleed
The strain of self to yield the cleanse
Hollowed out and led to the edge. Throw it upon me. Recline and observe
Watch it infect, pulling at my being
Reflection is lost as I craft a gaze. There's no one alive
The skies will darken and fill up in ash
The light will fade, giving birth to the dark
Our shadows will drift beneath all we are
Existence chokes out all life. What's left of our sins?
The strain of self to yield the cleanse
Hollowed out and led to the edge
The strain of self to yield the cleanse
Hollowed out and led to the edge. Throw it upon me. Recline and observe
Watch it infect, pulling at my being
Reflection is lost as I craft a gaze. There's no one alive
The skies will darken and fill up in ash
The light will fade, giving birth to the dark
Our shadows will drift beneath all we are
Existence chokes out all life. What's left of our sins?
The strain of self to yield the cleanse
Hollowed out and led to the edge
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Writer(s): Zack Plunkett
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