Daylight Slaving - From Autumn To Ashes

Steam rising and spiraling then vanish in the wind

I can’t tell where the land ends and the sky begins

Are you acquainted with the threat of being killed?

Or are you conversing with pigeons on the windowsill?

Every battle has been fought and everything I think was thought

Down we, down we’ve descended

Every day keeps getting shorter as my sleeves start getting longer and the

sidewalks overflow

So we patronize pedestrians with no sense of direction

When you’re lost and can’t ask a question

This city’s spiraling and vanish in the wind

I can’t tell where the land ends and the sky begins

The city truly is assaulting my senses

Unkempt unruly devour defenseless occupant

If poverty builds character and spoils breed arrogance

I’d rather consort with the low and decadent

Every battle has been fought and everything I think was thought

Down we, down we’ve descended

Every day keeps getting shorter as my sleeves start getting longer and the

sidewalks overflow

So we patronize pedestrians with no sense of direction

When you’re lost and can’t ask a question

You’d better have the strength of the wandering aimless

With an audience of the most prestigious

Do you have to strain to love the one you came with?

I hope you have the strength because we’re in the belly of…