A small wind blew over my doldrum skin
As I laid there in erosion
Withering back to the dust I came from
Each day another break from my face
Another shed of human remains
Is giving into the future
The creeping take of time
Follows behind the sun in a cosmic circle
The rise of morning
The fall of night
My blood flows through the encounter of life
I stay here breathing more destiny
Inside my coffin of fate
I'm still unsure of where am I
~
I'm still unsure of where am I
Inside my coffin of fate
I stay here breathing more destiny
My blood flows through the encounter of life
The fall of night
The rise of morning
Follows behind the sun in a cosmic circle
The creeping take of time
Is giving into the future
Another shed of human remains
Each day another break from my face
Withering back to the dust I came from
As I laid there in erosion
A small wind blew over my doldrum skin
Feb 2, 2019
Feb 2, 2019 at 12:22 PM UTC
A small wind blew over my doldrum skin
As I laid there in erosion
Withering back to the dust I came from
Each day another break from my face
Another shed of human remains
Is giving into the future
The creeping take of time
Follows behind the sun in a cosmic circle
The rise of morning
The fall of night
My blood flows through the encounter of life
I stay here breathing more destiny
Inside my coffin of fate
I'm still unsure of where am I
~
I'm still unsure of where am I
Inside my coffin of fate
I stay here breathing more destiny
My blood flows through the encounter of life
The fall of night
The rise of morning
Follows behind the sun in a cosmic circle
The creeping take of time
Is giving into the future
Another shed of human remains
Each day another break from my face
Withering back to the dust I came from
As I laid there in erosion
A small wind blew over my doldrum skin
