De Arma Lost, Alien & Forlorn 1. The Tower I saw your fragile body lie shattered amongst the rocks The sea lapped gently at your dead flesh In the shadow of The Tower I should have seen this coming The storm aswirl on a blackened horizon Never could I have anticipated such contenement Now the freezing rains that would lash me with loss Bleed for me [x4] So cold these waters that consume Blood turns to ice in my veins Glazed eyes staring back at me There's nothing more to say Flowers bloomed and streams once flowed Now turned to dust I've watched it again and again in my head The moment when it changed Bleed for me, wait for me I'll do it all so differently Bleed for me, embrace me Don't let things rot so finally 2. Left to Hide Woe Lays down upon my soul Dreams Fray the edges of this insanity I've seen the end And it's covered in flies Scars like rivers run so deep And well upon the surface of my skin Pale and trembling half asleep So weary and cold within Sorrow cuts like a blade As blue lips part Rendered as a shade Humanity thus unmade Each thought a barb Each promise a vow Each scream a prayer That shreds away another layer Close the door on your way out I'm drowning in a miasma Of your own making I've smelled the sorow I have no strength left to hide I have nothing left to hide Huddled in rags Stopped, this pale corpse Shuns the sun is left to burn 3. Watching the Walls Come Down One step at a time One small piece of me departs One whisper is all it takes One sound to bring me round I've gagged on the dust of failure Been blinded by the fog of ruin The broken teeth of a shattered skyline Drips black into the city's maw Watching the walls come down [x4] These alleyways twist and turn Lost in a monochrome labyrinth I'm begging for a sign of warmth or love or life As cracks spider at the corners of my vision Watching the walls come down [x4] The place we sat in silence and stared And chewed on the fetid air Lies rotten and empty and alien and forlorn I barely recognize this place They're crumbling... crumbing Crushing down around me This place is broken, forever left to the wolves There is nothing left in this world save ash and dust and loss 4. Fires of Hope In the twilight of the now I can still smell yesterday The steady grind of the rusted clockhands Sends terror through me Nausea plays it's sorry tune again Piece by piece, I'm collapsing This shadow flesh, so familiar Curling in upon itself The ashes of the present Stain the tapestry of what once was This body, this essence Winding down to nothing Sweet yet sickly the tang of decay Sights and sounds dulled With no desire to see nor hear Winter draws so close Cold fingers brush dead wood And the coarse, unyielding cloth The fires of hope burned here once 5. Behind These Filthy Panes Yellow and fulled and poisoned The light that spills Flowing like pus Bearing a thousand stinking ills Will it clean these blackened wounds? And carry this filth away? Will it heal a rotting mind? And bring light back to the day? Suffocationg tides of grey crush my world Causing my flesh to shiver I don't want to inhale their reek Spew burns my gorge as in enters The dirt pours into me Through my eyes, my ears, my skin Limbs to dead sticks Meat turns to cancer What form of malaise lurks Behind a veil of glass so stained? Besmirched by the shades Of a thousand desecrations Tainted and degraded By the whims of the malnourished Twitched fingers carry the contagion That burns the souls of those who remain 6. Wretch Pluck out my eyes And place them on a pedestal Wash the dirt away Was this how you wanted it to be? Every beathbrings a new story Each word a new start With each dream I fall further And further from the truth The night plays tricks Shapes move in the sickly streetlights I can feel your soul upon my skin Drape me in your shame In will never be the same Never could I have seen What any of this would become Lips twitch without sound Tears fall without meaning The pain in my head grows The sickness gnaws within The tearing of my throat The ripping screams pour forth Bloody strips dangle The shreds of my dignity hanging in tatters A festering shroud of sundered humanity Curled up under a blanket of filth It's impossible to shut out this world And as I choke on my own stink I hear footsteps fade away again The cold returns, sudden and sharp I'll hide in my own mind 7. Dislocated Dislocated I drift Tracing the dust motes in this stagnant air Sunlight spears the darkness Through the gaps of the curtains I watch them swirl Around my trembling hands Entranced By eddies of dead matter And I would be left like this Forever You would leave me like this Forever