Silver melts before my eyes
Like inflamed ice of innocence.
Shade of light is touching me,
And everything has lost its sense.
On the edge of burden's tendency
Balancing instants I empathize.
No environment seems what it used to be,
And slowly thoughts etherealize.
Scarlet river flows,
Washes to the bones.
Far away from noise ,
Souring oldest wounds.
Drying clay on the gown's skirt.
See me lying still,
Empty hopes can't heal.
For you one I will live in this fantasy.
Frost on the lips becomes transparent.
They open not to say a word.
For everyone I am mortal dead.
Inaccessible in my impersonal aspect.
Nowhere brings homeland by the loss,
Or by the choice made not in vain.
Such was a lonely bleeding source..
To forget oneself in this continuation of pain
Scarlet river flows,
Washes to the bones.
Far away from noise,
Souring oldest wounds.
Drying clay on the gown's skirt.
Scarlet river flows
Through the hands of ours.
While the darkness grows,
Seconds turn to hours.
Drying clay on the gown's skirt
See me lying still,
Empty hopes can't heal.
Nowhere brings homeland by the loss,
Or by the choice made not in vain.
Such was a lonely bleeding source..
To forget oneself in achievement of aim.
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this is the sound of the future, I can't say how many times I've wondered how my life would have been Bill and Lance and Myself kicking alien ass for once and for all, Earth, a peaceful place. jptj24