Nigh effulgent

 

No current so strong

No dying butterfly's eyes so bitter

As my drive to release you.

 

What were we to each other?

Drop of blood to a desert

Dying apart, doomed together.

 

God takes the mind from the unholy

Pray take mine!

But he gives no rest to the wicked.

 

Thousands of autumns will dawn

Thousands of rivers will run dry

But you won't escape my veins.

 

I'm looking for a cure

Darkness is everywhere

Am I the plague?

 

My words like sand through your fingers

Meaning escapes.

It should.

 

Time's run out

Again, so fast.

Where will I go?