breathing an air
permeated, soaked in darkness
emanating from within

I wear this chaos well
though none should save me


resonating like a scream no one can hear
my need for innocence
the place where I began

desperation keeps me here
the abyss becomes me
I wear this chaos well


a venom on my lips, a poison?
my spirit impurified

are these not words of heresy
in everything I choose to say
every cry a wasted moment


with you I stand in hope
that god will save us from ourselves

until another day is lost



even lands we once called home
lie undiscovered and unknown
only heaven's silence for an answer

and did our laughter, did our tears
did we toil in vain in hope
have some purpose after all?

that wisdom came from what we'd done?
even lands we once called home
lie undiscovered and unknown.

only heaven's silence for an answer.

are these not words of heresy

a venom on my lips, a poison?
my spirit impurified
in everything I choose to say


but not the lessons learned
if I would shed my skin, the layers left,

it would not undo what I have done
or grant forgiveness in some better days