The consecrated skin has touch again
Hear the heart pump courage
Twisted concepts make it to another sunrise
It has been gone so long, so long.
When the uninhabited met the landscape.
The overwhelming feeling of disappointment
No silver blessed bullet can stop the fox,
Consistently surviving the hunt. Abnormal.
The relentless countdown taking bite sized chunks
It hit me so unkind, it took the last piece of sky
Disenchanted backdrop ran through everything.
The atmosphere has touched yet again.
