Rises Ash, fades to grey
Pigeons no longer rule this domain
Swans may not be eternal
My saving grace
is just a pretty face
BUT
God forbids my soul waste away.

Withering and flaxen
But under the sheer coat
Lies a endless darkening day
Souls that wasted away
Locked and loathed
Loved and
Scorned scorned scorned

Bottomless depths of darkness they say
Wasting away
God forbids my soul die away

In the trenches and shot
The death of the baby
I live to see no life
I live to die as wise

But
I'll leave a key
If your soul yearns
You'll reach me
Search the gravel
Search the dirt

All I want is