Blackest Bile - Giles Corey

All around me

In the air hangs a wreath

Of blackest bile, and smoke

That only I can see

I open up my heart

And let it all in

And it kills all my love

And hope for everyone

And it hasn’t been easy on you

I know that more than most

I am born to be alone

I am just some lonely ghost

All around us

Hangs an air of darkest doom

And it flows out my lungs

And slowly fills the room

I open up my heart

And stick my fingers in

But you will never want

What I have to give

And it hasn’t been easy on you

I know that more than most

I am born to be alone

I am just some lonely ghost