(And the Chorus Sang) A Dead Refrain

Skyscrapers - are crumbling - mountains move in my path

the streets lights - are twisting - pulling me to the earth

My veins are anchored in this city - I am defeated by this lack of conviction

I am crushed - by 800 miles - eyes widened in self loathing

when the fucking dirt proves stronger

than the most pure emotion that I've ever fucking had

so what is left in life - but my destruction?

why do my lungs still gasp - when I no longer breathe for you?

where is the truth in my existence - when I have been cut off from

your tender fingertips - all that I've known falls down around me

every twisting tree and dead end street reminding me of you

taking me back a year

my life crawls on without you - amongst the endless snowing sheets

disheartening moments of salvation come to me only when I am asleep

I no longer stomach the denial - hiding the weakness of my being.

the day to day has been a slow blur since you left

only (your) forgiveness sets me free free

the bridges - collapsing - hillsides are growing fast

the pavement - is shifting - quicksand controls my will

I question life and its true meaning

I am defeated by this feebleness of will

frenzied thoughts arrest my mind

as I descend towards my eminent destruction

the only thing I can rely on - when I lie even to myself

skyscrapers - are crumbling - mountains are closing in my path

the streets lights - are twisting - pulling me to the earth

My veins are anchored in this city

I am defeated by this lack of conviction

am i already dead? I proceed hollow - unloved

I am our burnt out memory - self muutilation is my mainstay

tear me away - from the pictures of your face

pry my eyes from your written word

tear me away - from the bondage of regret

convince me that I am alive

this is the end - the end of everything

all I held dear - has slipped from my grasp

this is the end - the end of everything

all whom I've loved - are fucking memories

this is the end - the end of everything

as I am ripe - for this demise

this is the end - this is the end of everything

I kneel - godless and beaten

I long for moments when my eyes aren't blinded by emptiness.