The Fever Switch

I heard You left the mires

To get a better view from land

It weights you down

When they keep you out of hand

I saw you hide from the water To shelter your fragile mind Run away from the slaughters Leave No trace behind

Your sketches left me blind Your memory is mine.

Wading thru darkness

The shape of the ferns

They rise in the shadows

Like memories that i can Never burn

Move beyond the Wild skies And cross the singing floor

Keep the violent blood running

And let it drain you once again Leave your scar wide open humming

Let it drag you down again

In a such despair. The wantom (plague) becomes fear. You led me back to a forlorn land and gave me death with the other hand.

I Held your pulse. You disappeared. The fatal shift. The sirens call.

Ravel in your head while they’re moving on Falter in your steps No one there to lean on

I can hear you whisper

A soundful speach resister

Travel on your own. You fell in love with feathers. I see you dissapear in a stormy night

The fallen one above your breath

The fever switch. The bloodred dreams

The lasting itch. The silent screams

Help me brush it off. The haunting dust. The dreadful hours the painful lust