Rotting in place

Rotting away

With nothing left

Running in place

Running away

Holding on

To a thread of empathy

Running the tank

Running the tank

On empty

Tacit forms, excluding life

Disposable remonstrance

Atrophy resides

In the bones that withered away

Lay on wasted remissions

Cutting ties

With this body and mind

Sacrifices made burned and clear

Counting back all the hours

To take me far from here

To grasp, endure, proceed

Hostile eyes always watching

We love, we lose

We put the living corpse to use

We pick, we choose

The beaten path in front of you

Rotting in place

Rotting away

With nothing left

Running in place

Running away

Holding on

To a thread of empathy

Running the tank

Running the tank

On empty

Lay on wasted remissions

Cutting ties

With this body and mind

Counting back all the hours

To take me far from here

Sacrifices made burned and clear

To grasp, endure, proceed

Hostile eyes always watching

Tacit forms, excluding life

Disposable remonstrance

Atrophy resides

In the bones that withered away