Abandoned Desires - Implore

Hope based in others

Can turn your back

On what cannot be undone

Abandoned desires

Knowing that you’re gone

Before it makes any difference

Hands and mind

Raised to the sky

Dull, from the iron taste

From the blood on your forehead

Leaving a world

That would have been

Better off without us

Failing, writhing

Falling, cowering

Hands and mind

Raised to the sky

Dull, from the iron taste

From the blood on your forehead

Damn my eyes

Swallow me whole