There is something i'm won't to say
I feel it resting in the frigid sound
Tarnished body is my human mess
A solitary kingdom for a Pyrrhic son

Isn't hard to tell that love's wasting breath has found me
One brush with death to another til he's angry enough to fight

There is no why I did it because it was beautiful, it feels good
I need more moments like these
Into the depths my only concern is apparition
A predestined repetition all through to the end

This horrid sun-stained flesh bears itself a screen to projections of the world
And arms eyes and breasts are branches and growth
Of my own cold detachment

You now is the only condition
Of your having ever been born
Into the world, a celestial target
We shower together but are never clean

Failure
That's enough