Cough, gasp, and sputter, spinning helplessly toward the earth. A loss of control, the sky whole. down, down. Forever down, down, down.
But is it entirely a flightless No deceptive currents, no rise at Maybe it?s too naive to not ship when deviating so drastically from the script.
Tremble beneath the of inevitability, and all the therein. Cower in the of the ever-present sun, eclipsing, eclipsing, eclipsed.
Is it completely void? Or is the in shade? Are all the facts before us a no deceit, no selfish lies, we stand in our own and we mobilize, waking up to heat and the stench of meat. Don?t have the patience or the time to mistakes. Like high, hot hauls, highway tolls bigger brothers for hungry trolls. Each horn by eye sockets torn, standing on the of the worn. to the place integrity is born. Heart in the right place, just the mark. Feigning is a shot in the dark. no remorse and no regret, is anybody listening
Tremble beneath the of inevitability, and all the therein. Cower in the of the ever-present sun, eclipsing, eclipsing, eclipsed.
in uncertainty. Strange things can happen faced with adversity. Ask and you receive, or swing frantic arms. Fate is nothing but a nervous belief. I believe the end is in pavement. I don?t believe anything beneath. I believe there?s death in the basement, no I believe.
No I believe.
Embrace the fall, is no end. No ambiguous to comprehend. No bruised and battered egos in entire ethos. No magnificent creation myth. No wind to pad the with. I will never quit, or watch my brothers quit, but lower down a lifeboat if you?re abandoning the ship. sailing?s dead,? should have been the first thing said before the writing be written, before the writing could be read.
The was never found, but the box was recovered. The therein profound. In our final moments our names are all discovered. So let it fall, fall. Even if it out to be futile, at least we couldn?t ask for a sky so or a day more beautiful. They?ll never find the wreckage, all human languages. Just a promise and a final message: the descent is all there truly is. Just a promise and a final the descent is all there ever is. Just a promise and a, just a promise and a final message: the fall is all ever is. Just a promise and a final message: the descent is all ever is. Just a promise and a, just a and a final message: the fall is all there ever is.
Stumble beneath the radar, big holes in great city is all the I need. Knowledge often beckons and can astray. Whisper release me, me, release. into an endless sea. No to falter no plan supersedes. frequencies, but we welcome the change. Fate is nothing but a disease.
Cough, gasp, and sputter, spinning helplessly toward the earth. A of control, the sky swallows whole. down, down. falling down, down, down.