Exit, Exist

These old scars Callous against the touch Maps made of flesh and bone A glacial serenity we find our way Notes scrawled of crimson and blue Sought the light of a dimming existence Unwinding as the ghost of me was pulled away Destroyer of worlds We roam these realms forgotten (forgive me for I am man) Cosmic labyrinthian Unearth the soul as I reach in All hands lost in the crimson Do we feel what we cannot touch Can we pull ourselves from the rust All hands lost in the crimson Keep the outside never in Nothing matters When focused on the past Our futures shatter Do we feel what we cannot touch Can we pull ourselves from the rust I'm only seen in the pictures Most days are a bitter pain Amongst the shipwrecked Cosmic labyrinthian Unearth the soul as I reach in All hands lost in the crimson Do we feel what we cannot touch Can we pull ourselves from the rust All hands lost in the crimson