To Be Drawn and to Drown Lyrics

Comfort is fiction
As your inside decays
Spears deepen with every step
My knees fail by shame

The diseased body
Withered out of life
Paralyzing nausea
When my eyes dare to rise

I fall into the pit where the air tears my flesh apart
I only look for a face in the running screen of flames

One with the bottom my limbs are lead
The beams of light chase me as I flee between shadows
Hiding behind the dunes swallowing sand so the screams of my soul are unheard
As the light vanishes the pain is numbed
Tired by another lost war
I fade
Here it's just
Is this comfort?
Zealously I embrace this place of anguish
Laying down where time is absent
Cramped into a spiral
Piling webs tightly conceal the feeble wings once majestic

Again I reach this well
Mesmerizing than ever before
I kneel before it as I'm drawn to look inside
There is my reflection drowning away with it all

Here I wilt every time, caressed in the beauty of wretchedness
Yet I forgot the way out, forgot the will to withdraw

By the water I take root
Destined for might yet weakened at the verge
Shudder and collapse to the sight of zenith
Now a shrub by a swamp

A joyful shrub
Quiet and forlorn
Slowly drains the swamp
Eyes closed as I shrivel

These last illusive drops
And the cold is back
Freezing my bones
And just before, I hear them crack

The final lost war

The well is done
The pit is sealed
A fossil of man
Lost at last