Silence grows like illness, eating me whole
Burning ozone, the skies alight with gold
Cinder columns uphold our weary hopes as they die
Tempremental, seething, we raise our broken cries

Sweet nothing echoes through the halls like sounds of clinking chains, sobbing joys in my pain
From burning words inside my throat the cracked reply it came, surrounding fellows pray

Summon me sweetly
For you i will hold back the sky

Sown our seeds of fear and deciet
Trickled down, to penetrate our peaceful sleep
Sins lost and uncounted, only memories
Forgiveness now is my only reason

Call me sweetly, come and greet me, soft and pouring rain
From ashen skies
Boarded windows cracked with age seeled me inside for years, are now being pried open

Dont let go as we become vaster than the skies