Take the rope off your neck
And sit by my side
Have a rest in the dark
The purity in the essence of existence
Unhinges the rootless
And pushes them in the cold
Th inevitable, the unbearable
Sometimes both at once
Simplicity and intricacy tucked into flesh
The unaffordable gift of being wrested
From the (jaws of the) void
Is the
Salt on our existence
That's burning in our wounds
Salt on our existence
It burns, it burns, I burn
The purity in the essence of existence
Unhinges the rootless
The purity in the essence of existence
Pushes them in the cold
The aura of unseizable viritlity
Strength leaks through your shivering fingers
And flavors the base of your substance
Salt on our existence
Burning in our wounds
Salt on our existence
It burns, it burns, it burns, it burns
Salt on our existence
Salt on our existence