Feeble tears Another stick of the nest burns with the rest An eyeful of ash as it sears Clutching glimpses of a glimmering escape Fear and pain just turns to hate And I can't feign that it’s not taking me Wings barren of feathers (The ground is splitting open) Damaged, you try to flutter (No avail, you stand there frozen) Hands of the clock will remind you how taut The rope is, you walk One step to catastrophe Our blood trails me as I walk through the shards of your broken dreams The fruits of your efforts, you try to devour To find that they've soured Barbed-wired peace Just out of reach Colors collapsed Stuck in the drab (Oh) cannot walk as you sink inside a coffin The reaper knocks as you sleep with one eye open Why must I watch as the life I know forms cavities? A hole, a void I can't avoid All I know is haunting me Someone convince me it's real Pinch me till my flesh is tearing Someone convince me it's real Bathe me in a cold reality Can I handle the sting of tragedy? The soil shifts as it prepares for that I can't Why must I sit and witness the last grain of sand? Your pedals hold to the stem As the water turns to red As your colors collapse You still power through the grey Engulfed in your own decay Burned through the thoughts and prayers There’s no comfort in the maker You’ll survive by your own grace