Roots Of Earth Are Consuming My Home - Full of Hell

«We have each other»

Vulgar fictions of a callow iris

Purpose is lost

Heat rises and the foundation looms

Humidity will swallow the domicile and the ties that bind

And roots of Earth will consume my home

Under the lonely moon

And the stars that will never have any memory of us

The stone will crack

The windows will splinter under the weight of time

And as the bed burns

Our tongues and hands will be reclaimed by dirt

And roots of earth will consume our home