Sun Dies, Blood Moon

Have no fear and open your eyes and observe the glowing room

Through the blood that runs through your eyelids, I guess it’s time to wake

Moving hours with vacant hands just for the chance just to sleep again

Drag my feet across the earth yeah I guess that nothings restored

Make my through my designer home

To the heart of my captivity

Where I am both prisoner and warden

All I need is the air inside my lungs, or a cigarette

Life is blank without the flame.

It’s ok cause I am still within the womb

Watching from the inside, the inside

The great things wait just past the horizon

They lose their glow when the lights hit their skin

Outstretched hands I’ll flee and to nothing I will open the door.

The sun is dead, or maybe just fading out

It hits my skin for the first time in days and days

As I slip into the air I feel the warmest winter

That I can remember

Breathless is the empty world

Aimlessly walking through a vacant city

The architecture is all alone

If this is the end I don’t feel a damn thing

My tired feet matter no more

It seems the things I tend to believe always fall to my feet

To dig my shallow graves

You must have felt this, before you even woke up

You should have known it years ago

Do not be surprised my friend

You make your own decisions

You worked hard, you fought the good fight

The taste of copper in a failed mouth full of broken teeth

And the sounds of excuses

I’ll count my blessings on the fingers of the unbit hand

Empty of reason, goodbyes on the tip of my tongue forever

And so it goes

I must have seen it, before I even woke up

I should have known it years ago

I will storm the gates of hell

I will kill the queen of death herself

Shadowless in the last direct light of the drowning sun.