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Black out

roll into a slow coma

in which you die into a bleeding state

mellow mental capacity



Break down

so you drift off earth's edge

where those mountains fade into ground

and all around you shifts

into a spiritual world



now breath my friend

not just any breath

inhale the aroma of this present darkness

from which you are bound to cry

and we will smile when you do



God must have been angry

life must have been short

for you're dead now

and the story's still not done

still not over

I'm not finished

why don't you listen to a damn word I say

can't you feel that

deep, deep, dead feeling

it has to hallow out your heart

I know so, I know you better than that!

I know you feel it too

Please just listen

Feel me in this moment

'cause it may be our last

and I don't want it to end



You're hiding again

from some sacred scare

runniing away

and chasing somthing

too difficult for you to retrieve