the darkness conceals all that was before the dirt that coats the teeth oil for the machine bones ground to dust the agonising groan of a dying man becomes the new hymn for fruitless prayer the red in the sky is wrung dry like the flicker in your eyes
und ich bin qual life leaves us all
the end is always inevitable and tastes like sweet defeat a misery born from the ruins of yesterday's failures lays beneath our feet
it's all i am all i'll ever be flesh, blood and bone the poison that i breathe nothing more, nothing at all where do we go from here? six feet under the earth we reap