this is you I’m looking at
the cracks in the drywall
and the dried blood prime
the bodies fall in ¾ time
to an undead waltz
with a lively rhyme
(this is what the world looks like
at the end of time)


this is you i'm looking at
"further is
the day to thee
furthest thing
away from me
long goodbyes
from archer's bough
forever gone the
here and now"

burnt bitter blacks
narrow their eyes
in your veins contains my lifetime