The grave welcomes you with open arms Last light escapes, last breath remains Circling the body Brushing past the skin and bone It cradles you, your holy manger
Born into ruin, we feel withdraw Death is your procreator, your predecessor From your decay grows a beautiful garden The stalks caress your failure And the petals bring you closer to eternity
Pray for your rebirth Pray for your chance to bloom The heart starts and stops The mind disconnects As flowers, we grace the earth with our presence The tide rises and turns And we simply expire
Over-saturated Our lungs fill with the essence of the universe Until we feel the gentle kiss of dawn draw the water from our lungs And we can breathe easy Like night and day
We have never met aching for one another We aim for congregation You are my prey You are the martyr The blight takes its toll and our bodies grow black Wilted, we fade away rotted from the root We exchange our stem for legs We blossom into our bodies And the process has been reset
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