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Whisper something to me so I can hear your voice |
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I'm pushing you away, my will be done, it is my choice |
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You sing to me in inky black with tendrils flailing wildly |
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Yet I remain in solid stone, no force on earth will move me |
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Why does it seem that all is slipping further from me? |
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I build and build and reaching up my arms can not reach anything |
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Give me something, anything |
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Why is it bleak and barren |
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Don't I deserve the world after building building building? |
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You dangle happiness before me yet keep it out of reach |
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My well is dry and still I try to fill it up I seek and seek and seek |
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Nothing lasts except the empty swallowing my soul |
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But I will rise above this world and I will fill my holes |
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My heart and soul belong to me, I am my own |
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My own my own |
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I am a fire |
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I eat the world and defecate the shell |