Sunk deep in the night. I sink in the night. Standing alone. Underneath the sky. I feel the chill of ice. On my face. I watch the hours go by. The hours go by.
I never thought that I would find myself. In bed amongst the stones. The columns are all men. Begging to crush me. No shapes sail on the dark deep lakes.
Cherish the moment. Feel inside. . We sit in the same room. Side by side. I give you the wrong lines. Feed you. . Accuracy, accuracy. . Look into my eyes.
Give me your eyes that I might see. The blind man kissing my hands. The sun is humming, my head turns to dust. As he plays on his knees. . And the sand and the sea grows.
No movement, just a falling bird. Cold as it hits the bleeding ground. He lived and died, catch sight cover me with earth. Draped in black, static white sound.