retreated prime

We've settled
This rate of pace
We've left the light
Too early
Just medicate
To safe survive

It haunts us
An omen to a holy hell
Burn slowly
Retreat from home
No more prayers

Our words refuse the peak now
Like a body dead in time

The saints are (Our words)
Aligned with work (Refuse the peak now)
Without a shrine
No courage (Like a body)
No subtle hope (Dead in time)
A strangled flame

I struggle with the poisoned end
Cut me up, I'm disconnected
Show me hell, my flesh is charred
I'm ready for the welcome

These eyes don't flicker now
These hands don't provide

I will suffer for the weight
I'm no consequence
When everything comes up lost
I will be the first to starve

These eyes don't flicker now
These hands don't provide

I'm condemned for the moment
I finally ignite