Omen - I:Scintilla

Drove brio under tongue

Swallowed pages of psalm

You threw verve over the edge to generate a calm

The house is much too quiet

Sometimes the days get so dark

Days mirror starless nights

When ending illusion is too hard

The omen feels so wrong

Instincts screaming

Wakeup and hold on

Please keep breathing

Tired of being strong

In search for higher ground

When the burden’s pouring down

Please keep breathing

Consumed the history to control your demise

Counting the seconds to be embraced by the sky

This house is much too quiet

Past the crowd I felt you crack

From over a hundred miles

Turn around please come back

The omen feels so wrong

Instincts screaming

Wake up and hold on

Please keep breathing

Tired of being strong

In search for higher ground

When the burden’s pouring down

Please keep breathing

Hold on, this is the call, reach out before slow descending

Black dawn, block the fall, this cannot be the ending

Defeat, deceit, slow repose, given one more chance

Fleeting, retreat, yellow rose, come take my hand