As we spoke, As we spoke

The words poured from my mouth,

Like vinegar, they cleansed everything

And yet, they never had meaning

That was understood

But it seems a passing treasure

To witness the fleeting nature

The war is lost and I still know not the rules

And so we spoke, and so we spoke

I’ve camouflaged my tongue to speak as that who you wish I were

And my tongue corroded in ash,

An ash I pray you taste too

Because I’m afraid, I must remain

As the phantasm that once was

But never again, knows meaning

Welcome Simulacra

And now they’re gone, now they’re gone,

Those who once knew me;

We followed faith so blindly

But your faith never was in me

Evanescent be the sacrifice

Despite the Sun

It’s only just begun

Before we spoke, Before we spoke

Did you believe in me?

I fought to see their lives;

Yet these feathers wear and tears and are not of your flock

All signs point to vicissitude awaiting

Compromise finds no place among both order and chaos

Now they’re gone, and now they’ve gone

And so the wind whispers through me and the silence daunts my everlasting lungs

Be it here, or be it in a dream

These whispers of the seraphim turn black

The babble rings and silence changed

Ascetic nature cannot be rearranged

For feathers of the flock yet efface

And thus, I am left alone