Árida

I see death in your stare A heart unseen A fate written in shade To the coward and weak A fleeting victory Ruling over today Beyond pain There's numbness A curse so long since gone Take my hand As you stand A hopeless land, my love Untethered and free Why are we here Let's be everywhere Your skin is my home To above and beyond We are already gone Are we at fault Are we at fault We have no seeds For such rotten soil Are we at fault Acid and salt Smoke over lungs Their heads under tinfoil