Spectre

Absent
Intent refrained
Throes of perdition
Restless

I've been left aside
Awaiting something condign
Disassembled, a fucking plight ineludible
Now's the trial's biased stump
So silencing, let be

Clearer visions, no path is left for me to be
Hollow past with no cognition for me to
Hold onto lucidity
Hold onto tangible matter
Void of sense and perception
Everlasting satiete
Sealed off sight, warden of a barren prison
Derelict, craving for tangible matter

Let me be
Let be

Un-shrined and so far
Where the chimes ring a closemouthed symphony
I wish I were called away
A sleepless fantasy
Give in the sound (Give in the sound)
Give in and save me
There's something somehow
I can't reach out and nothing's close

Hanging by a scud
I tried to blame the cyclone
Stranded
Sunk within the spectre