Lance's Melade
All these words
Not enough paths
Nothing can understand
death plagues not our land
Death poisons out Fears
all these lies and the tears which fall
The thundering winds
Gaps form between us
pushing us away from our cause
The pit below the gaps
it looks and sneaks under our eyes
Killing our soul through separation
no one has once stared into this void
those ’suaded by curiosity try to
me, I’m led by force, I saw the depths in spades
I was pushed into it before and I climbed onto someone else’s land, becoming part of them.
I had to leave, leave to find my goal
I could never found someone who knew about the gaps. The reason we can’t talk to each other
so it became my goal to observe, to learn everyone and their stories.
I seek to spread the secrets in the lies we tell yourselves, to spread the truth of life and death.
