Synthetic Breed The Quiescent Subject
So pure
In death’s lonely embrace that shuts out the day prying
eyes remain unseen
Bereft of all hopes she’s patiently waiting
For her inevitable conclusion
Red
Liquid displaying
Such
Suffering her finest work
That was so thoughtlessly spilled out
Blonde crimson soaked hair rests on her pretty face the
gift of agony
She
Takes
She takes
Silence surrounding you
It feels like you’re dreaming
Silence surrounding you
And it feels like you’re breathing again
Lifeless, she hopelessly lost her own way in reality’s
Deadly illusion
Could empty promises ever be gained
A victim in her
Life
Moments of suffering in medicated nightmares never kill
the pain
Moments of suffering in medicated nightmares never to
awaken
Silence surrounding you
It feels like you’re dreaming
Silence surrounding you
And it feels like you’re breathing again silence
surrounding you
It feels like you’re dreaming
Silence surrounding you
And it feels like you’re breathing again
