Foggy mind and distant skies
I feel time slip me by
Dying butterflies crawl out
of my wounded mouth
Lights shine in my eyes
the sun falls from on high
rendering myself in the dark
where devils leave their mark
The touch from God
is now a dying dove
I feel myself fall
crashing from above
I’m a stranger in my own eyes
Mouth full of awful lies
no matter how hard I try
I can never reach the sky
Hell’s fire burns my skin
this is the cost of my sin
My tears fall from the sky
as my soul leaves me dry