The Beckoning

A quiet whisper beckoning my bones And I'm already afraid, never been this far from home All I wanted was to keep a piece of you Now I'm choking on my words and everything I can't undo Cherish nothing, forged by flame and suffering Wrought of God, wrath of man, sealed my fate with sleight of hand Simmering solitude, nothing but particles passing through The emptiness we resurrect Perish in the pyres every passing night Embrace the flame, embrace the flame Blooming through the embers, pillars born of light Illuminate, Illuminate Banished, hopeless, heartfelt empty promise Coalesce, the slow collapse, parallel future parallel past Twist of the tongue, turn of the key, the ghost in the dark sank its teeth into me 'Til there was nothing left, yeah there was nothing left There was nothing left, there was nothing left, there was nothing left Yeah there was nothing left, there was nothing left There was nothing, nothing, nothing Shimmering shadows, from the crest of the sun to the gallows Flesh and form, skin and bone, scattering ashes, casting stones Searching for solace, sifting the soil the seed and the corpus For fragments of faith, the ember embraced, a splinter of grace And there was nothing left There was nothing left, there was nothing left, there was nothing left Yeah there was nothing left, there was nothing left There was nothing, nothing, nothing