there's a place in aral sea
where there's nothing left to see

to the east where it dies
all the tears wept and dried

here,

in my mind
where it seeps
in my veins
there it bleeds

on my brain
where it feeds
on my pain
there it breeds



an emptiness that i cannot be
a void so deep that i cannot leave

there's a place you cannot flee
when there's something left to be

in a moment to be dead and gone
some places just don't belong

nobody cares for
what cannot breathe
no matter how alone


there,

with no air in my lungs
to scream and feed
the forest in my brain
will dream and screech

against the metal
that'll make complete
a barren island
that cannot seed

there's a face in aral sea
who has got nothing left to see

to the east where it dried
all the tears rot and dry.