Tom Mcrae

We fall through water unsung unseen
And days thought endless lose more light and heat
So let the dead bury the dead I should leave

For I am for I am overhtrown
Confess to me now, Confess to me now

Half in sunlight and half in shade
Words in collision I bend to your shape
I see the skull beneath the skin I see it all

For I am for I am overthrown
Confess to me now, Confess to me now