Feeble tears
Another stick of the nest burns with the rest
An eyeful of ash as it sears
Clutching glimpses of a glimmering escape
Fear and pain just turns to hate
And I can't feign that it’s not taking me

Wings barren of feathers
(The ground is splitting open)
Damaged, you try to flutter
(No avail, you stand there frozen)
Hands of the clock will remind you how taut
The rope is, you walk
One step to catastrophe

Our blood trails me as I walk through the shards of your broken dreams
The fruits of your efforts, you try to devour
To find that they've soured

Barbed-wired peace
Just out of reach
Colors collapsed
Stuck in the drab

(Oh) cannot walk as you sink inside a coffin
The reaper knocks as you sleep with one eye open
Why must I watch as the life I know forms cavities?
A hole, a void I can't avoid
All I know is haunting me

Someone convince me it's real
Pinch me till my flesh is tearing
Someone convince me it's real
Bathe me in a cold reality
Can I handle the sting of tragedy?

The soil shifts as it prepares for that I can't
Why must I sit and witness the last grain of sand?

Your pedals hold to the stem
As the water turns to red
As your colors collapse
You still power through the grey
Engulfed in your own decay
Burned through the thoughts and prayers
There’s no comfort in the maker
You’ll survive by your own grace