It’s kinda hard,
when the skin no longer bleeds.
No taste for water,
no reason left to feed.
Sun has turned its’ back,
fingers chip from the cold.
World of ash,
no reason left to be bold.
Kingdom of grey, I can’t abide here no more
Nothing left to say, chest is hollow
Just another face, they’ve all become the same
World of ash, I can’t abide here no more