Enter, grief
And the sometimes necessary crutch of belief
Pissing and frothing at the seams of reason
A crawl through my mind as the weight becomes treason
To tear at the sea, and scream through the core
I'll walk, alone
As the marrow of love seeps slow out my bones
Tearing at my eyes, as the filth grows again
Pushing away until the dead hold my pen
To tear at the sea, and scream through the core
It's my primal urge, to be with the buried once more
And through a thousand arms, that arrive on the shore
I will find that hand, and hold it once more
And I, never asked to be born into this
Into this meat
And I, never asked to born into this?
Are we even set up for this? Empty shell, carcass
Are we meant to get over this? Forward, past this
Belligerent human emotion
A septic wound, open
Treason of the mind
The coffin to bind
Maggots and blisters and dead fucking sisters
I'll sit, and pine
And your voice will be sitting warmly next to mine
As the cool waves gently lap at my feet
A blanket of chills whispers, life will repeat
And through a thousand arms that arrive on the shore
I will be weeping, holding onto yours, once more
Through a thousand arms that arrive on the shore
I will find that hand and hold it once more
Through a thousand arms that arrive on the shore
I will find that hand and hold it once more
Your voice has conviction, as loss is born
But in ten years or so, the sound will be gone
The memories will warp, as dark beats the dawn
To tear at the sea
Entropy
To tear at the sea!
To tear at the sea!
Life, will repeat!
Life, will repeat!
To tear at the sea!
To tear at the sea!
And I!
Never asked, to be born, into this meat!