Wither - Earth Crisis

Near lifeless skin stretched

Over a prone skeleton

An image branded for all time

Within my memory

Pursuit began, seeking pleasure

Delivered with a price

Though an illusion of instant bliss enticed

Toyed with what immediately only overpowered

Chased the dragon thinking

That it would not turn to devour

Steel driven into skin

Contamination forced in

Jaws of death close together

The haze that surges must not win

Wither

Body given to the vortex

Awake in a synthetic dream

Time and meaning fades

Life drains far faster than it seems

Drawn to the brink

By thoughts of invincibility

To give into what beckons

Constantly

Pulled back across the threshold

Loved by the ones who helped bring salvation

The future is in the hands

Of a once self-made victim

Self-made victim

Steel driven into skin

Contamination forced in

Jaws of death close together

The haze that surges must not win

Wither