Back sucking life
I still see feel a collapsing heart
And felt the proper body, a temple in ruins
Covered in crawling, gasping wounds
Even on the preachers's tongue
Rising from the womb
And I lay in my death and suffering
Forgotten and erased
I stand here weeping
In open wounds
We are light now
Supposedly from all the suffering
Don't save me, I am supporting death
A collapsed heart, supporting the death of her
A portal to a place
I regret all of her
Even on the preachers's tongue
Rising from the flaming womb
Rising like the final wave
Falling as we must save her
We are all choking from the inside now
Look again as the walls burn
Rising fire
Here we find the last of the answer
Burning and breaking down
They said moaning, we all learn now
For wretchedness