Born from fumes
And built for the final hour
When the air breathes sour
I'll take in
Enjoy the feel of inhaled poison
Awaken to decay
Does it feel the same that it did
Yesterday?
Guess we'll downplay
All the cloak and dagger friends we made
And as the sirens sing me to sleep
And I am sinking faster to the depth that I need
Ossified forever
Everything I loved
Turned to bone
This means nothing
Why do we
Feel the need to wilt like this?
Immolating all the people
We claim to miss
So I ignore
I repress
It's a means of feeling less of yesterday
So I'll embrace
All the cloak and dagger friends we made
And as the sirens sing me to sleep
And I am sinking faster to the depth that I need
Ossified forever
Everything I loved
Turned to bone
This means nothing at all
Immolate
Immolate