Lost in the woods she lay,
Leaves scattered like her brain...
There is a tree in a forest.
Standing tall...
In the middle of a nightmare,
An angel came to me...
You made a choice
Our bond broken...
Oh the triton calls for me,
On the edge of the seas...
Who thought they could do this to me?
Who was there not stopping it...
Murdered was the diverse,
Collapsed by the rounds of the hateful...
Staring down at the darkness,
But he stares right back...
Let yourself feel it.
As all the care you are void of rushes back like...
The void inserts seeds of emptiness,
As the roots grow into my humanity...
Sirens go off in my head,
Alarms of whispers never cease...
You consume me with thoughts,
Full force tornado of images blinds me...