Downward Years To Come - Nothing

Glassy reveries

Fire filled yesterdays

We are the depleted ones

The worlds forgotten sons

Sit between my lips

More death then life in our breath

We don’t gaze at gods

The gods gaze at us

Watching roses sleep

In a blackened cloud of graves

In a harvest of stars

Heaven seems so far

Crawling in the depths

Leaping from above

One hour to the next

Downward years to come