What misery shall wither allow to observe the dark from life
An obscurity so pure ,so real, shall dissipate my only dreams of light
Shall the trees provide guidance and nurture my quick heart
Judgment shall soon be upon me and shake my soul
Gleams shun my face in shame yet seek the truth that only dark can bestow
Wither carries the breath of darkness to shroud my senses
Sweet poison that fills my body and seeds doubt in my heart
What once flowed freely is now frozen, withered, forsaken, and denied...
Slow the big hand so that I may intake this blast and witness our last laugh
To speak the truth my tongue to sew what has been torn
Stammers resonate as my lips quiver and cold rips my skin
Explosion of light and assemble broken pride, a chance arrives again
Amend this heart and a new life arise
for i shall not wither and hinder these eyes
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