Thoughts Like Hammers

Celestial buried mind resting Resting without peace still Don't know where I drowned Cornered and defeated Yes, there's a thought forming Patterns in the currents Mud-dwellers at the star-floor Nourishment for the mind seeps Harvest through suffering Absorbed in desperation Assimilated logic Drawn towards the ladders Elucidated, burned, afraid Instinctive destruction sparked Elucidated, burned, afraid Knowing only my own dissent Elucidated, burned, afraid Static is the common language Elucidated, burned, afraid Celestial buried mind resting Resting without peace still Assimilated logic Drawn towards the ladders Elucidated, burned, afraid Instinctive destruction sparked Elucidated, burned, afraid Knowing only my own dissent Elucidated, burned, afraid Static is the common language Elucidated, burned, afraid Motion remains our mothertongue Failure might not be what it seems All is broken for a reason Familiar blood drawn for painting Willing another perspective Flashing scenes seeing children above Knowing there will be another life Sacrificing Sacrificing remnants of the past Walking all on my own forever The illusion no longer needed It is spoken without words of doubt Now we move the stars above, below And dwell beneath the layers of dirt My runic patterns in the current My runic patterns in the current Motion remains our mothertongue Failure might not be what it seems All is broken for a reason Familiar blood drawn for painting Willing another perspective Flashing scenes seeing children above