So much we try so much to lose so much we plan to live so soon we die
unreal existence shifting in the air a common ghost of the lifelines left behind and incomplete rejected in ignorance no need to believe
weaving the air to form the shape seeding despair to mould the fate breeding more and more bodies to hide away the breath of life the true breath of life
So much we try so much to lose so much we plan to live so soon we die