Tears are drawn up into fingertips

In turn corrode the stone

Calloused gray when it was meaningful

Now it blends in with your bones

Oh, you could spin a lovely future

One scrim between the kiss

But on this side, amongst the dimming light

I almost don't exist

(All is lost

Peering behind the velvet cloth)

I had found you like a monolith

Five speeds to my exhaust

Tearing through the moonlit desert salts

Obsidian-eyed and lost

Here you exist alone, in parallel

Black ring upon your hand

Thieving seers had fed you oracles

So you met all of my demands

(All those dreams

Soft and uncertain against my teeth)

Wearing away

Two rings, a violent end

Away! Away! Asunder!

I could talk around in circles

Dragging my dull and worn excuse

And I'd get whatever I deserve

Within the run-out groove

Wearing away

Two rings, a violent end