The marriage bed is burning
And I don't hear anything at all
My diction is failing
The seams are splitting open on everything that we knew
Disgust and disdain pirouette in violent coitus
Emotive backlash. sh** titan stressor. Erode me
My own ceaseless thought, pedaling in circles
There are no walls that can contain
The bleak doubt that rests inside of us
I can smell the mantle burning
The wood is screaming and splitting open
The white mare isn't leading me anywhere
Ash and soot is all that i have left