Do you want to be afraid
Of death
Like i have been afraid
Cause you can only live so long
Before
You are dead and gone
It's true
Now there is a window wide
Fixed unto
A burning countryside
It seems like no one's picked it up
Our need
For lilac buttercups
To heed our call
And jump through waterfalls
To drag us down
To where we can't be found
At all
It creeps up on me soullessly
And it flows
Like an unholy stream
That exorcises deep beneath
A path
Of unrequited dreams
Unseen
Before misleading miscreants
Malaise
Foreboding malcontents
So i will never be relieved
Of this death
That lives inside of me
It grows and grows
And takes over my home
It speaks to me
Words i cannot breathe
And it goes
I am not my own
I am not my own
This is not my home
I am not alone
I am not my own
I am not my own