I''ve been laying here since late last night, in the market of fleeting death, with a cipher sigh. Maybe I made it up fuck I can''t decide


    Broken pieces of glass from that fight, bleeding out in the car reached a new high.


    Empty seats change with a blink of an eye, there she sits wasting life, she''s gone nevermind, falling euphoria that no one finds,


    In this lonely night the world''s gone blind, true Hades sight.


    Lurking cities with Thalassophile minds burning flares and clysmic light reminiscent tears in Elysian eyes.