Grief/Relief - Katabasis

Drowning in a sea of consciousness

Off the coast of depravity

Left the ruins and sank in your skin

Wept and wept as I faced punishment

Watched souls escape through a lens

Forked tongue spewing venom

Blackened lungs and bloodshot eyes

This is how I always pictured I’d die

Searched for grief in a painting called relief

Bathed in lust to remind me

That desires always erase me

So love doesn’t come easy

And hatred sings a song so pure to me

It fuels my insecurities

Always fail to cover my tracks

So when I fall I never react

Trying to search for grace in this pain

Let it flow like the blood in my veins

My nails can only carry so much dirt

So I’ll cut off my fingers to make this work

Searched for inspiration among travesty

Found myself alone craving security

Another door shut in my face

Another reason to kill the memories

Buried them deep inside my head

Lost souls sleeping in my bed

Watched souls escape through a lens

Forked tongue spewing venom

Blackened lungs and bloodshot eyes

This is how I always pictured I’d die

Though I’d like to say goodbye

Forced dementia through my mind

So whoever’s controlling you now

Let them know I fucking tried

Watched the dust settle

Heard the rite of passage

Locked eyes with a ghost that failed me

Searched for solace in dead memories

So for the closure we’ll never have

I’ll continue to scream your name

Until I feel nothing

I seek nothing

Carried the weight of words you spoke

Felt your God clenching my throat

Left to dwell for eternity

About love, hate, and everything in between

Inhaling smoke and breathing out fire

Wish I was never born with desire

The gods have cast a burden upon my soul

And anguish cuts my throat

Leave me to the worms so they can feast

On all my dead-weight dreams

So find me hanging from your light

So I can keep myself warm

For these times are trying

And you lost intentions once pure

Put your hands around my neck

I want you to feel victorious again

So shall I sink like Virginia Woolf

Or will I burn like I’m Joan of Arc

Either way, the world’s gonna spin

So I’ll return to my dream state again

For this remedy, it must die

Place your flowers in my eyes