like the walls of your stare, you will fall (within you) 
succumb to the new and give way 
old fields will fail (memory) 
yielding crops of rock ad dust 

a book lies open, its pages [bad word] at your touch 
words breed lies (writhe) 
wind feeds fire unseen 

have you ever tasted the soil (destiny) 
and felt your own death in your veins 
shield your eyes from the moon (found them all) 
as it mocks your wretched self 

with fire in your heart the [bad word] lies clear 
words breed lies (writhe) 
wind feeds fire unseen 

bend your thoughts, unveil your soul 
now drink, revive, reach, scrape and bind