Vandal in static passed me by.
Cozened an art from a cynic’s eye
A ghastly sigh of misaligned opportunity
To thieve a comely triviality.
Oh lord I pray for banishment,
He lives within me,
I want to feel like we used to,
I want to dream like we used to.
You said I failed to mention,
How I would drag us down,
But I tried to warn you,
There’s a sepulcher at the bottom,
Where no one should go.
Chemical sigil to keep the dark at bay,
I want to see through your bright eyes,
Eidolon you’re see-through and thin,
But you please me so,
Would you rid me of these woes?
How long does this emptiness last,
Will the fear ever pass.
I need a tether to keep me here
On this strange, strange rock.