Nothing left but death

A distant debt

Their shadows; my bane

A disheartening sight still remains

It’s all the same fears

These demons mirrored

Their shadows; my bane

Just suffering

You followed me along the way

I suffered your name without your grace

You followed me along the way

Filicide without your knife

A life bereft of your vigilance, only ghosts

Dust and dunes have set upon your bones as you rest

It’s only getting worse and worse, this is true

I’ve grown addicted to the taste of this noose

It’s only getting worse and worse, this is true

Bereft

Bereft

Nothing is left

You followed me along the way

I suffered your name without your grace

You followed me along the way

Filicide without your knife