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The Passing
09/16/2004 @ 10:54pm
By:
warkian

Rough hands grab me
Bind me in the web of lies
The one you’ve been weaving
Already it hurts, but it pales
In comparison of what’s to come
This monster’s just teething
Just an infant, but already deadly
Leaves marks that are invisible
But they’re never leaving

I’ll breathe in this last time
Because my lungs are being choked
Rising fog that envelopes my soul
It’s getting darker, harder to react
I’m unaware of my life, my surroundings
But that’s what you want, that’s your goal
Arms behind me, mouth stuffed
Can’t move, is this how it’ll end?
With me bound to this invisible pole?

Where’s the sweet air
That nourishes my being
I’m dying, oh god I’m dying
And I don’t even know the
Means of nullification
Don’t try and save me
There’s no way you could
Possibly revive me, there’s
No way for you to give me
Sweet sweet robustification

Please, would you kiss me this last time?
Though my lips may be deadened
Quick, before the monster devours my heart
Don’t worry about me, already I’m floating
I’ve never felt better, my dear, than in your arms
Shush, dry your tears, you know we’ll never be apart
The fog sinks in deeper, chilling my lungs
Hold me this last time, I want to feel you
As I’m loaded into the grim death cart

This is only the beginning of my
Icy torment, there’s more to come
But right now I feel just fine
So don’t you worry about my soul
It lives forevermore, somewhere
Though it’s in the grim line
What’s happening to me, I’ll never know
But if this is what death brings
It’s worth the time

Where’s the sweet air
That nourishes my being
I’m dying, oh god I’m dying
And I don’t even know the
Means of nullification
Don’t try and save me
There’s no way you could
Possibly revive me, there’s
No way for you to give me
Sweet sweet robustification

Where’s the sweet air
That nourishes my being
I’m dying, oh god I’m dying
And I don’t even know the
Means of nullification
Don’t try and save me
There’s no way you could
Possibly revive me, there’s
No way for you to give me
Sweet sweet robustification

Where’s the sweet air
That nourishes my being
I’m dying, oh god I’m dying
And I don’t even know the
Means of nullification
Don’t try and save me
There’s no way you could
Possibly revive me, there’s
No way for you to give me
Sweet sweet robustification

 
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