His skin ash. His skin ash. His skin ashes.

There seems to be a fiend courting my soul
When it gets quiet. I feel empty. 
deep down I know it is still there
And it cares, so I get caught up in drag
"I never wanted to be caught up in not looking back"

This civil unrest arrests my breath
Goddamm it feels like a force to get lost in
Those brave bright ones transpire charm
Orchestrate livin' in daring confort
As if dancing in the rain was not magnificent
If all it takes is to take your hand and get lost
In there, a bubble of affection, yes yearn

A rumble, party for those that make merry
Out of an ocasion, an spendable expression
"God damn it’s an obsession"
A force to be reckon with, a chain made to last
the wander, so and so, and off with her head
The words could fail us then
Aline off accord and clash, hell with it all
Banished to the realms of separate lifes
Once we forget, out of each others head
Not oathkeepers, alas the trees are wiser
than common flesh stood forecasted

and if all there ever was were red
shades of a memento too cosy,
taken by the breeze at dawn
as you dreamt of an open border policy
at a two ways strived oasis, a sinful mirage
Would you be unwilling to carry the weight?
Of legacy? What of good times, those memories?
Every now and then I recall proper advise
From the ones that kept me here
"Just find a way to be glad to be alive."
Humble to say it raises doubt to fleeting shivers
Can nonetheless safely reassure you friend
Do not try to rescue me.
This crusade goes for miles away a day
Ahaha do offer me a beverage when I retribute
the ol' sing-a-long, be it not too far long now.
Life is finite by default after all.

How? Ohh how could we forget about you

How, how could we forget about you
NO! Light up those string limes
Rope tight 'bout combing my throat
NO! I wish for a brighter tomorrow
Where breathing comes easy
And I feel apreciated in someone's plan
An answer, a purpose, a mortal ask
For however device, a tool. A fool.

NO I CANNOT LET IT GO
I need to be hated for falling out of reach
More turmoil! Then a razor in my wrists
A toxic coil coursing through my insides
That lights up my body, never late
Ignite this indecision out of sickness
A lump stuck on my throat, a thread
Ever so elusive and smooth
Oh how I despice when they say
"I wish I could be just like you"

Do not pretend you never felt lonely
I too am confused
How come we get to have came this far
Putting up airs, this shit show, and prevail

NO, I ain't listing a damage report
If I hold it close to my chest
It is indeed for dear life meaningful
I adore petty foolishness, growth conversed
Alas, it does indeed hurt to see my nemesis
Profoundly engraved in my soul
"How, how could we forget about you."
So easily wounded, I do scar deep
Tell me what's happening, it's all cool
What's good, ahha do not mind me
But indeed I rather hang from a tree
Than cure pain in order to induce apathy
Darling let it all flow
You are stronger than you have had the chance to show

A good night sleep calls for confetti and dodgy dance moves

The Good Life has been on my mind
Long overdue, a sigh held tight
Awkward back posture, I reckon
a quake to shatter the frame
to path dusty roads unturned
as I glance over my shoulder
For I did walk away

breathing be my sole curse
of existance a lesser menace
grimace for the sake of kindness
I might not understand but I did care
Let it be that Life starts now
Hard pressed for justification
Let the pulse in the veins instead
Regain the strength to carry on

Where did I go wrong
Wish my brain had been rearranged
Somehow, by beating with this heavy cane
A remedy or a poison, in the end
It all tastes the same

I came to adore hiding my brow
Heavy and insightful
To a living state of mind
Crocked back, lips of deceit
It just might be time to leave

Neutral, not indifferent
Anywhere would had been enough
from here onwards my stead is found
we construct over necessity

Let it be stated my Will is not immortal
it can in due time be cannibalized
serviceable for the effect of consumption
It has it would seem its uses
Once exhaustion settles in
for flying solo, mighty high, is both unbecoming
and sore cause for fractured bones.

I fell under the impression
the truth could be fashioned differently
and I believed it to be peachy
if a tad preachy, neat and supportive
for despicable events and silly escapades
made my best stories, entertaining outlets
of time, in time, again let's do it again..

To negociate one must confer the following dillema
It is not the price that breaks people, as they stale for time
God forbid if I would not abdicate of a limp or two too many
chasing white lies, if only I could I would
I care then, off transparent conseguences devoid of joy
Crossing the tenure of my household threshold whole
And they be dragged, ugly and amorph, thing that shapes to be
the death of me, oh-ohhh thy soul, a state of confusion instilled

I swear I glorify hypocricy to the stage where
upon ruin I would drown rescuing my shadow
from the tyranny of the sun, the cruelty of the moon
Glad to be alive but far too attached, the irony!
So, please please please, do not try to rescue me
Or let me get what I want.