Drunken ramblings of a desperate insomniac.
A lost sense of purpose,
adrift in the endless sky.
A single promise, a single feather,
A father with no father tonight.
Through the burning hot ward,
Antiseptic hell guarded by wisps.
Nothing makes it through the doors,
Not even a single wish.
Every step we take,
Goes one way and no more.
We can turn as much as we want,
But we can't avoid the storm.
Mortality worn like a slaves brand,
This gun, so strong,
Put it under my chin.
End the endless song.
Join him again,
Take a journey, no return,
Peel back the veil.
Feel the cold start to burn.