distance bent and twisted our steps I'm falling oh save me, i can't, i cried my reach too far, the void too great you'll see these birds of prey eventually make their way home the end has come, and i am waiting i long for the infernal, i long to be made one with the dirt and you will see this disease is killing me i pray for the infernal, i long to be made one with the withering skin searching for answers only to find none sun-scorched and dry mouthed I've walked this path so many times for too long ive waited far too long ive waited emptiness consumes