Wrecks

Solitary in arrangement of Dark unholy whispered words of love God it's lonely Almost can't believe God control me Throw away the key I can stand, can breathe, and feel not alive Visionary in creation of Softer silence are the words above God it don't mean Anything to me God I won't plead Thrown away to see I can stand, can breathe, and feel not alive Voluntary mutilation of Extraordinary gifts from up above God if only I could claim to see God if only I could claim to be I can stand, can breathe, and feel not alive