The Distance; Busy With Shadows

In heaps, they were
The dead stacked high
I crept and sang among them
Black was I, yet bent to it
God and I had shown them

It fell at my feet
No!
It didn't just come to me to heal its wounds
I will kiss it

It is within me now
I feel the birth of doom
And the fruit of my body
Stares right out of this room



Credits
Writer(s): Aaron Stainthorpe, Hamish Glencross, Andrew David Craighan
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