void then a swarm of shades going down my face leaving salt over my chest i m facing an empire on the verge of falling apart here lies that scent nobody should ever tail vicious flavour where water and air no longer keep their distance creatures become the last remnants of a now swaying skyline you brought me here to witness the scale of his wrongdoings is it a wish for mending or just another of your funny games you made me an inebriate spirit in a torn vessel how much longer will you play me this is my parade for a prostrated court their complaint a lost choir made squalls carried with diligence to the eight sisters cloak as sheet savior made savor all this racket yet you re just cooking the man i feel their sharp scales through the wounds embracing bodies in a ruby red water