Left for dead

Bow waves of agony
knocked up on the shores Peru
found the tapered lines of heaven
chasing the mirage of you

my love is empty, my soul is cold
I've been left for dead inside my head
now all I have left is the stories to be told
my heart is frail, my patience is tiring old

sunk into apathy
my blood is sticking like glue
its been three days since I've slept
my minds hoping these drugs will soothe

try to contain some dignity mate
our band of brother is writhing old
try to have a little fun mate
forget about the lies you have told

remember to laugh at all their jokes
don't forget the party, the drinks and the smokes
they always want something from you
they are always trying to evoke

Left for dead,
well one can always hope.