Poetry in Putrid Air

I can't stop the war within you I will close the door and leave Cut it off With a dull blade Carnivorous open wound Of a world made Beyond the constant clatter Irrelevant I paint you as I feel Paint you as I feel you should be World slowly dying Like the ash off your cigarette Two bodies burning Peeling scrapings off the wall Thrown into kingdom come For you thy will be done Not given sanctuary Won't overcome Truth be told I know the way to find this ending We'll both barely survive Into the fire we're cast away The candle's burning Let's leave this all behind Elysian fields, in shadowing greys Staggering footsteps, clearing the way I can't, I won't ever break Elysian fields, in shadowing ash Staggering footsteps, clearing the way I can't, I won't ever break Heeding Misleading Feeling the knife run down your back Heeding Misleading Knife run down your back I just want to go back To a time when I refused to lie down And scrape off your color scheme painted on me from the start Cut it off With a dull blade Carnivorous open wound Of a world made Beyond the constant clatter Irrelevant I paint you as I feel Paint you as I feel you should be World slowly dying Like the ash off your cigarette Two bodies burning Peeling scrapings off the wall Thrown into kingdom come For you thy will be done Not given sanctuary Nowhere to run I speak the truth straight from a man that once lost both his eyes Wearing in a mask made up of glass that broke 1, 000 times Licking its wounds wondering how and why this lasts so long In this underworld, empty veil, poetry in putrid air