Behind each and every door Microcosms of a bigger war A constant burning to the ground Fires being passed around This land - absorbing skin The sky - forever darkening The memories in crypts All mirrored in the nucleus And mirroring And so the light will bend But our cursed souls cannot ascend To anything The days blow past The echoes blast And we try to cling Ghosts upon ghosts Clinging to their creaking hosts In the echoes of our home In the fault lines in our broken bones And out in the streets Over rubble just as underneath And they're clawing at the sun Making shades of everyone And everything And so the light will bend But our cursed souls cannot ascend To anything The years blow past The echoes blast And we try to cling