Soul of the Asleep

Drift to sleep as you fall away,

crying out into the chasm you've made

See yourself smile as darkness falls,

empty chuckles ringing through empty halls

Where have you gone?


Sit on your stone and see,

the tears you shed begin to flee,

Why do you refuse to see me?

Where have I gone?


Lost in our labyrinth of steel we've made,

every line sharper than a blade

Fall further still,

for your soul is lost,

and seeing you cry is its greatest thrill

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