The Wicker Pall Lyrics

Innumerous forms shading the last ray
as rain waters drift through rock and bone
my blood laces eluvium in subsoils
minerals gifted new horizons in the hope of unlikely birth
to look before me and lust for finish
to then behold my weakness and conceal my sentiment
Into the wicker pall. My history of decay.
Into the wicker pall. History of decay.

Cutting the ravine and eaten alive by apathy

souls fade from the rind
better to be, better to seek
mortality left for the earth to see

I drain to nothingness like the noble waters' seep
Among a series of lifeless roots, my coffin
I drain to nothingness
And share in the twist and fold of wicker
I drain to nothingness
like the noble waters' seep
among bedrock and mud, my being
I drain to nothingness

For my event-horizon
no dismay
blood to earth
blood for the birth
(sorrowed but guiltless sweet)

I am drained.