it floods me in slow motion and floats me away as a dream and i lay with my horrors spread around me faced with a choice and the tears just don't quench my thirst entirely i won't live again and the dead shell just dissintegrates when i'm naked left at the stake to burn these hesitations at the alter where god walked but i feel nothing behind me how good it'd feel to be stalked i'm a ghost slipping behind your memory and from your heart left for good and then it's all over and the redess splits the silence because they don't know what to do they are all alone in how to dispose of me as they rattled my body mercilessly and i am not an endangered situation as i hoped to be....