I held a pedestal produced by Deffects To nurture you with the sun. Your shadows crippled my sight and Flesh Now my fundaments stand Flawed with Grudge.
Forgivness led you back to Resentment And your breath seems Gone My carnal bloomings wanted something But The Love you returned was clinical and numb
Like a collision of blood and Synthetics We impaired ourselves with anthropoid dreams How could we foresee the sickness Or the Efflorescence spreading the Disease.
No ones going to understand Your Rootless soul No ones...