Orthodox
Searching for a Pulse

Searching for a pulse

Skin pulled tight
Veins stretching to reunite
Life stops in rhythms you can't decide
Try not to convulse
Morbid disarray
All up in flames right in front of my fucking face
Remove the dirt before the roots have grown
This is true alone

Giving room for the lungs to decompress
Shoulders crumble at the bone beneath the stress

I should have never let it get to this
I should have never let it gеt to this

Fuck

Screaming for help
Out of breath and out of timе
Don't want to see where the next turn leads
Apprehensive, the worst has come alive
Burning nightmares repeat

Out of sight, out of mind
Out of God's favor
A stabbing fury like I've never known
Mortality bent until it breaks
Flatlined, reduced to words on a stone

Already gone, fully engulfed
Yet here I am
Begging them to keep searching for a pulse

Skin and ash, death is indiscreet
Piles of life sit below my feet
Nothing to save, morbid disarray
Heaven avoids what lives underneath