Dead King

I know they’re all around,
They’re waiting for my lungs
To breathe this cold thin air
But it’s sulfur
With failure on my head
And guilt around my neck
My dreams are getting dark
But I’m used to
This vexing circle,
Suffocating circle of fire
Your silence speaks clear
Let the rain hang over noise and drown this safe place
Heal your state of mind just once more,
Wear your best cloak
Opened arms within the storm,
Pure and frail your wings of gold
Death glides inside your lines,
A straight on process
Just a second left to breathe,
Inhale sulfur
Clear out my mind, please tell me I’m alive
Like ghosts they roam far and wide behind your throne
You don’t deserve this blinding hell
For every time that we’ve crawled dreaming to fly then falling
Let hollow vanish with smoke I’d be the flame if only you were here
Let the rain hang over noise and drown this safe place
Heal your state of mind just once more, wear your best cloak
Opened arms within the storm, pure and frail your wings of gold
My friend these streets I’ll follow,
My friend you’ve paved with gold.
My friend these days my tought goes back to you
My friend, I’ve seen your wings unfold