Album: Absent Light

In the trenches after war, outside the factories
Hidden in the architecture, mimicking the angles
Everything [bad word] 
In the time it takes to lift my best laid plans from the riverbed
Everything [bad word] Despite the fear that I feel, there is still enough to bury us
 [bad word] here to worship and scrape my nails into the stone
Hoping to leave my mark, a message to my heir
Are you listening to the wisdom surrounding you?