This hour I am awake
Full moon printing quilted steel
Impressions of hidden lights
Stillness forces trees like Knives
Moving childhood in the skies
Crying wonders for every lie
Misery fades my proposition on this life
Just go drama go and just die
Once it was my love to care
Once frowned, it mattered
Back image of fright in their eyes let them lie
Alone from the sick thrills
I did forget them in the night
Did strike these motives, I only say so much
Not worth blood these trams of non-existent generations
No human goal in me moved
Every force in me to chill my back
Raw emotion to heat my hearts will
Never have to go back again
Mirror image of fright somber in their eyes
Just stand alone from the sick thrills
This hour I am awake
Full moon printing quilted steel
Impressions of hidden lights
Stillness forces trees like Knives
Moving childhood in the skies
Crying wonders for every lie
Misery fades my proposition on this life
Just go drama go and just die
Once it was my love to care
Once frowned, it mattered
Back image of fright in their eyes let them lie
Alone from the sick thrills
I did forget them in the night
Did strike these motives, I only say so much
Not worth blood these sham's of non-existent generations
No human goal in me moved
Every force in me to chill my back
Raw emotion to heat my hearts will
Never have to go back again
Mirror image of fright somber in their eyes
Just stand alone from the sick thrills
After a while it's this breaking point in my heart moving every direction
Not even the smallest of will for this big kid now
I'll never have to go back to those mirror images of the night…
Jonathan Twilley, Breaking Limited 2017