Lyrics

We try to estimate our prize in others eyes One dignity delays for all None evade memorial crumbs Thoughts - the nearest dreams recede - unrealized They have - Power to kill without power to die I can wade grief all pools of it I'm used to that But oftentimes among my mind god was profaned Bisected now by bleaker pain I hate the despair Thart devastated nonsense's real so easy to repair They say that time assuages - time never did assuage Thought are so far of the mind Self-existence you have to find Pain is anterior to the life - Pain is posterior to the death