End To Excess
Erra
I sleep alone in a dreamless void
Under the gun
I never dare to see the rot
I've been chasing the vein
I know your face, but I can't remember
From dust in the wind
Craft a figure hollow and motionless
Breathe you in
Call my name
And pass through the walls
A lonely ghost
It's setting in
Now that I feel alive when I'm lost
Absence of pulse within the husk
A cold sensation
Factions proliferate my isolation
You're the teeth to break the skin
I open the door, I let it in
I can't escape what's in the ache
To re-emerge from a frail and fractured state
From dust in the wind
Held in silence to contorted reflections
Breathe you in
Call my name
And pass through the walls
A lonely ghost
It's setting in
Now that I feel alive when I'm lost
They dig through the remnants
What's left of my bones
Frost on the window
It's midnight and warm back home
Breathe you in
Now that I feel alive when I'm lost on my own
I've been chasing the vein
Absence of pulse within the husk
A cold sensation
Factions proliferate
I seek no end to excess
No end to excess
I'll reflect in dust and ember