Downward Years to Come

Glassy reveries, Fire filled yesterdays. We are the bleeded ones, The worlds forgotten sons. Sit between my lips, More death then life in our breath. We don't gaze at gods, The gods gaze at us. Crawling in the depths, Leaping from above. One hour to the next, Downward years to come. Watching roses sleep, Blackened cloud of graves. In a harvest of stars, Heaven seems so far. Sit between my lips, More death then life in our breath. We don't gaze at gods, The gods gaze at us. Crawling in the depths, Leaping from above. One hour to the next, Downward years to come. Downward years to come.