When Children Become Sidewalks

Pray for the life you will never live,
As we suffer from decay and await all of our fates.
In the hands of god we'll watch you crawl.
Were fucking in shallow graves hoping to realize do you,
Do you even feel alive?
Or is it the common frustration to mistake self harm for a final solution to,
This world of empty hope.
Pills, razorblades and flesh can only fill the void for so long.
Cut an incision into the center of every fucked up and neglected soul.
Through the guise of the windows we have no reflections.
We must learn to forget then that were surrounded by shadows.
But we'll refuse to wait, to wake in the casket, to wonder where life begins and ends.
So we must keep our bodies moving.
Far beyond cemeteries and dancefloors into a world where pain and love are ment
To stop beating hearts and create depression or euphoria. But if we have no souls, and if there is no hope,
We will be left all alone to learn to live as ghosts.
As the bridge between heaven and hell ceases to exist, we will keep on
Striving to understand our own existence