She Is Chaos - Creeping Down

creeping down
to the fire of my rage
in the madness of my instinct-led emotions
going down
for the twister of the truth
I will burn the phoney curtain-flag of his chaos
creeping down

what to even want
even what I say or do
rest on my tire and watch over the rest
and I will rest, too

I won’t ask for you
what you or I can’t give
I will try to take your pain
yet my hands are weak from pain
importunate
I can sense the dark is coming down
to take the least of light that was
in me

Written by:
Dino Pitoski

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Lyrics © Dino Pitoski

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