• Human
    This bird keeps burning
    Every crash must turn ash
    Each night meets the sun flare

    Are you calling this freedom?
    This gold worth naught
    History of human
    Rotting apple
    Cycle

    I am being
    These dreams made what happened
    Into the rhythmic instrument
    Playing me, making me whole

    Foreign land around me
    It possesses the shroud
    Limit me with pain and memory
    So that I may never know
    The truest realm

    Fight it away
    These chains, this domino habit
    Sever this and run far away

    Marching on
    Surviving on this barely stable ledge
    Know the truth
    Tears old wounds lacerated beyond a lie

    Know my sleep
    There, the peace
    Place to lie my head down safely
    Away from this
    Abomination

    Nature of what dies

    Lie
    Becomes
    The healing motion

    Truth
    Destroys
    Shattering whats left of you

    Destined to play
    Questioner who screams away at universe beyond

    Confusing the beast
    I shiver, tremble, hate and wither
    Backpedaling with my storm






    I am what never wants to be
    Shedding my skin
    Slithering away, finding shelter once more

    Siren blessed me
    Sweet with another view
    In an others eyes

    Giving me this viral hope
    Spreading through the tree

    Heal me
    Save this
    One more time
    Shelter under her
    Cradled beneath
    And let me follow this stream

    With reason
    These scary over analyzed horizons
    I will remain
    Ready and pleased
    Tucked in
    With irreplaceable reason




    I am human