Decided to repost some of my lyrics and poetry. This one's called "The Flowers They're Withering".


"Such an execrable day to rot away with the fall.
Let the masses be slaves to the flowers they're withering.

Mother Earth, come to me.
In the face of the ever-corroding
remind me of the crutch I'm breaking with my weight.
These chains can't be broken
So - degrade me, degenerate.
Take my derelict ways with the flowers I'm withering.

Let the storm lash my face in the breeze.
Rain fall, wilt my soul in the wind.
Swept away like the mulch around my feet.
The dirt blends with the fractures on my skin.

Rot away with the fall.
Let the masses be slaves to the flowers they're withering.

Will contrition come to me?
Is it only with my hands mouldered that I can see with my eyes awoken?
I made a deal with life itself:
If you gratify me - I'll sleepwalk through your gardens of withering.

Your pact laid to rest crashes to the surface
while you continue taking the craven's steps to
sleepwalk through these worn out grounds forlorn.

Diminished.
The first autumn leaves have been falling.
The last chance to realise your part in the blooming.

Go rot away with the fall.
And take your derelict filth with the flowers you're withering."

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Comment by Juho Toivanen on February 27, 2014 at 6:03pm
Gosh the front page feed formatting is awful D:

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