I've taken for granted the reach of my voice.
Host to the outbreak, opaque blades of noise.
Chaos evolved myself.
A part of me must die to make the space for growing light.
The past devolves with time.
Don't let it define.
Why run from what remains behind?
Unclasp my hands.
Let go of dead weight, outgrown.
Constricting me around my throat.
My words, my last?
Who knows, when death will crawl through my window?
Before I go, you should know.
Fire is where life is made,
Burn within, hear the pain.
Blacken my eyes, char my name.
Throw the ash in my face.
It constellates inside my brain.
Wear the scars, claim the shame.
Now the fire, weakened flame.
There's new growth after the blaze.

My skin bled and dried the wounds.
My eyes watched it mend.
My teeth gnash these words of suffering.
So my mind may transcend.
Are you rears burning in likeness?
In crisis we all unite.

Redesign my bias mind.
Born to blind to the worst of times.
Growing a voice within me.
As loud as the darkness I believe.

Dark matter will ossify.
Corroding my reason.
Coalesce in my soul.
I ossify, I blacken my eye.s

Axis of ice, frost of my spite.
I create the mold.
Orbit with heat, I increase the cold.
To keep my world under my feet.
I cannot defend what's growing within.
Set fire to my skin.
Embers escape, all that remains.
The crux of what I am.

Noose in my voice, weapon of choice.
To suffuse my sable void.
Dark matter, no light emits.
I'm starved of life, full of regrets.

We've taken for granted the reach of our voice.
Hosts to the outbreak, opaque blades of noise.
Chaos evolved the world.
Part of it must die to make the space for growing light.
The past devolves with time.

Don't let it define
Why run from what remains behind?
Unclasp my hands.
Let go of dead weight, outgrown.
Constricting us around our throat.
My world, my last?
Who knows?