The day the sun is put away embarks the motion in our atmosphere Illuminating eyes along the way and withered tale of fathomed hearts and a bag of hands The rhy...

Daddy's little girl ain't coming home tonight, you've sunk your teeth in and I'm not breathing Aren't you the one who laid down because you're better on your ba...

I'm swimming in a sea of sharks with the hope that when I let them tear me apart they consider the fact that I am just a man I'm a target sitting at bay fishing...

Our linked hands will serve as ships on battle lines A trenched disaster has us begging for our breathe from hear through uncomfortable air These words are arms...

The cold caught every last imprint from your fingertips, it lays hexes among the distance between our towns Our strength will measure what is left in us cherish...