Eyes closing, breathing life into your veins and then the morning rips you away torn my the scythe of dawn, she wields it with no shame
eyes closing, you whisper words that bled the veil of dusk is tightly drawn light fading, it sets you free again unscathed by the hidden blade
eyes closing, your hand begins to shiver slipping through my fingers torn by the thorns of wake as dawn gives birth to the naked sun
eyes closing, breathing death into my veins this fleeting body finds you there where cloudlike creatures have no color I will always be with you in that place
its hands enfolding the lithic skin hiding the stones uncovered by sleep in which the dream scatters the lie
eyes closing, breathing death into my veins I will find you there