Death Rattle - Agent Fresco

You are mine and I am yours

Stars have darkened

We eclipse

Let your eyes rest forevermore

Leave the battle at your lips

No longer you carry me through the fiery flames

We roar, no more

Mountains once so undeterred

Now, but broken, blackened ribs

So real

Can your rattle be heard?

Oil arises deathly kiss

Lungs of night breaths beds of mist

Love fades before my eyes

Sorrow celebrates your sounding ail

So now, exhale

You were mine and I was yours

Nothing ever stays the same

What was mine is nevermore

As the bell tolls out your name

No longer we cover loss with feathery shame

They soar, no more

Can I conquer all with words?

Am I crowned with wreath of wings?

So real

Can your rattle be heard?

Wept in mane a thousand tears

I can’t reclaim those blinding years

Hate has bereaved me

Sorrow celebrates your sounding ail