The silent universe seeks echoes to live,
to catch a glance but afraid to give
For the moments are not measured in time,
but in knowledge where some live sublime
So this fire must be nourished from birth,
to realise we are born from the dirt

The silence of a world without you, the laughing is over now
All sound we swallow with pride, quenched within a sea
The swell and dip, swallowed and hollowed through

To lose the fight for life, last breath,fighting the life I breath
The surge and swell of rain, trickles through, my thoughts each time I die
My thoughts are taking form, under clouds, the [bad word] goes on
Striving for pain and now I breath, never feel, what is this life for?
All hope is pleading, last day, for death [bad word] Rotting away for we are drowned, our days, fall on this night I breath
This plague into us breaths, our conception, for we are dead
Lead the way to murder, realise, we are never born

Enter light of pain as we are dead again
As the sea swells and dips with emotion losing its grip
Swallowed and hollowed again by the mere existence of pain

All hope is dead again
All hope is pleading for existence
The surge and swell of [bad word] me
Trickles through every breath I take