A Quietly Forming Collapse - Doom:VS

The weight upon me In the shape of buildings

Crushing hope

A white sky collapse

The stain of a broken life unfolds

Through the ashes I walk

My hands soaked with blood

From the burial of my heart

In the depths

A quiet cold

Forming muted will

The sun collapse into the nether

Blood on my hands forever

Forever

The river only brings poison

The well brings nothing but tears

Nothingness becomes the shadow

The shadow turns into me These hands…

Was meant for greater things

These hands…

My heart…

Clenched and leaden winged

My heart…

Inside the sickness

This coil of darkness

Breathing lifeless

The sun collapse into the nether

Blood on my hands forever

Forever