Cedar grains cling to woven skin upon walls
I know frail truths feed borrowed dreams grown cold
and from here I beg release and hope I hope
Breathing through these lines
Innocence lost among the torment of grace within the storm
seeking darkness in the dawn
While the emptiness divides every purpose with the light I fade
Without a key without a sound
without a chance to hold the light
it reaches in between the seems
to tease the madness and the grief
To curse the walls to cure the need
To curse the damned who damn the need
The need to know what lies beyond, beyond the walls
Turn the Key
And set free
this I swear,
It's not enough for me to die alone
Uproot these veins that fail to bleed
So I will know and I will still believe we're better
than these lies that we have leaned to breathe,
breathing I step beyond the past and let it go