Bloodless lovers of earth and sky
The haunting fragrance of filth
We spasmed at signs of life
And cried when we smeared guilt
Mid-morning mutiny, their hidden agendas
Crept slow and voiceless
We ached at the idea of freedom
And feasted on the echos of God
Screaming into nothing, looking into ourselves
Finding much of nothing, our life this empty shell
Mouth watering from the tease of love and truth
Then dying from the truth
Life is just the in-between
I'm as wide awake as you
Systematic sincerities and sarcasm abound
With the tasteless tomorrom in tow
I scream through these whispers
And in this temple fail to grow