our wishes on dead stars are echoing incessantly so desperately its haunting me enduring existence resonating tirelessly a tangled mess of circuitry i admit it; i'm a mess of unwavering uncertainty just forget it because you'll never ever know how it feels to resonate so desperately
lost in haunted memories given to dreams and drowned in endless apathy baptized in the glow of the evening star i turn away, nothing is real i close my eyes and feel my body slip from me