I heard them sink their doubt and linger upon their past. I felt the dawn rays coming out I saw the blast of the morning light, the foam breaking the scenes, the rolls of desperation. I heard the dead waves calling me, felt my last breath set me free
Live out this day, a glimpse of joy into this slave world cast upon us and it’s social lies.
I saw them drink their pride and bargain their last words. Same dust surrounding me, the moonlight upon the sea. The world is breaking out in rolls of desperation I heard dead waves calling me, felt my last breath set me free.