There's blood been spilt in this hole you left Your veins run dry with emptiness This worn out shell has cost you dear Whilst your bones, they ache and shake with fear These salt ashes surround my feet Whilst bitter hopes make you sit and weep In flecks you fall and lose your flare In flames you fall, don't softly care In the dark you rest and hold your tongue Dressed in ivy, not too young In awe, you thaw, but not remain Your skin clings tight to your narrow frame But in flecks, but in flecks In flecks you rise and fall in fear Whilst poisoned thoughts collect too near Your faith restored, you lost in vain Whilst the lonely souls collect in pain Your echoes are born in a static air And silence suggests you've lost your care These blinding lights emit your sight Whilst burning hopes bind you tight In the dark you rest and hold your tongue Dressed in ivy, not too young In awe, you thaw, but not remain Your skin clings tight to your narrow frame But in flecks, but in flecks