Crudus Pro Vestri Postulo

I see you think so slowly
As the dead lie there calmly
Just broken bottles
Lying on the floor

Eyes so bright
They’re burning
But you cannot heal
Because I’m still here
Breathing out
Bleeding with the trees

Sycophants breed nightly
All the losers feel so mighty
It doesn’t really change
Your broken world

Now you’re standing there
Before me
Another glass that’s empty
Tell me why I’m bothering
At all

Life so dull
It’s rotting
I’m digging up the graves
Of your four walls

Lips curl into a smile
But only for a while
As you see me
Bleeding all over your floor

My eyes so bright
Yet distant
Mind elsewhere
On a mission
I’m not breathing out
I’m bleeding for your need

© 2011, Mosquitobyte