lost heirs (fadi's gone)

Bedridden Clawing for time Live life through a screen Writhing through the night A nameless longing A feeling unknown Lovers on tv At the shopping mall He said you got legs And you can go Just open your heart And follow We were the only sons This crumbling tradition We the virgin sons Meant to carry the seed We were the only sons This crumbling tradition We the last two sons Now one of us is gone Bedridden Maybe by choice? The words of others Replacing my voice A nameless longing A feeling unknown The numbing of pleasure A heart encased in stone I buried it deep In aimless distraction A mountain without erosion Never bares its hidden treasures We were the only sons This crumbling tradition We the virgin sons Meant to carry the seed We were the only sons This crumbling tradition We the only sons Time to let it fall and move on Been bellowing loudly Trying to avoid A formless silence In the echoing void