No Funeral - Nachtmystium, tweaker

Fucked up

Strung out

World without color

Details are vague

Blacked out

Done in

Never making contact

No more to exchange

Used up

Bled out

Born below the land

Returned to feast

Let down

Burned up

Face down in dirt

Lie again with beasts

Unknown to the eye

Pure and petrified

Laid unto the ground

Unburied yet unfound

Shot up

Gone down

Living in a trance

And with no others

Shut out

Locked in

From a chosen grave

Return to mother

Unknown to the eye

Pure and petrified

Laid unto the ground

Unburied yet unfound

I run to you

In rivers

I reach to you

From the soil