pleasure looks down upon the earth
"where do i go from here?"
keep a piece of something easily forgotten
tell your body, "i will justify all your fears before i let you go rotten"

quiet relief diminishes
"i will be swallowed soon"
beware the beast who doesn't dread winter's approach
"i'm an illusion like the light of the moon coming forth to see what i can poach"

the fill and the fury agree
"we have done all we can"
imagine being put back together backwards
think to yourself when nobody's listening, "i wonder what will make my last words"

"i wonder how i'll make my last words"