Peace of mind now attempts to show me a slight hint of the light of day
But these waves carry me to memory of a summer night
And a vision of how your beauty could coexist with the scent of death
Stolen as we stood so vulnerable, unaware of what value you held
We could remember in session
Talk through thoughts and possessions
And never find a mind of peace, of closure, or explanation
I will have recollections of how we consumed
And now how the fact that part of us has been eaten away will consume me
It is impossible to come to terms with questions unanswered
Revitalization halted by premature dust to dust misexplanation
You filled me with hope yet they gave you none
Whatever light I see, I know it must be prosthetic
For reality won't allow for the catalyst of all things real to me
And only in ashes will I see