In the shadows
I reached out
We're helpless
Under their light
The black soil
It permeates
They've found out
Our useless plans
Through laboured breath
You whispered it
The truth we've found
Apart from the end
Through laboured breath
Through laboured breath
Through laboured breath
Through laboured breath
The cold steel
Against your head
Your knees down
In filthy mud
The sky splits
And falls apart
Through heavens
Their trumpets call
A small movement
In fingertips
An ending
To all that is
You fold down
Four feet deep
Dug shallow
Our own design
Through laboured breath
Through laboured breath
Through laboured breath
Through laboured breath