Within our veins run
oceans of black and crimson
fuel for flame and to no end, again,
we swim upstream Now,
we're waterlogged and choke down
litres of oil as it; s air
is waiting to appear
We breathe but a life without is distant memory
You'll see that there' more to me than you think there could be
One match to strike down
Incinerate to the ground
No doubt, you feed off the fallen,
what then?
Cinder and ash now
replace the tongue and face down
you'll never know the air again
I'll watch the furnace die within
We breathe but a life without is distant memory
You'll see that there' more to me than you think there could be
We breathe but a life without is distant memory
You'll see that there' more to me than you think there could be
and treading softly, I can hear the slow intake
(intake)
and then you're here so promptly.
Inhale.
Till then,
just know
that you can make the stomach turn
and soon you'll know just what it is to burn
We breathe but a life without is distant memory
You'll see that there' more to me than you think there could be
We breathe we????
and then you'll see that there' more to me than you think there could be

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