Scentless Core (Fading) - Wilderun

If the air touches skin with its grace

If the gift of love gives an embrace

If a blade finds its mark and blood is drawn

Still i think i’ll be far, i’ll be gone

If the breath of today does not sway

Tomorrow’s memory just may

It is all i can hope for as of now

For the scent of today is too foul

Is this meant as as twisted cure?

Protection from all the hells endured

I’ll take anything, as long as it stays

Within sight always