Purpose

Feeling like I'm breathing my last breath. Feeling like I'm walking my last steps. Look at all of these tears I've wept. Look at all the promises that I've kept.

Patience

There is a solace. A reason divine. Beneath the breakage of the words we said. In my delusion. You'd open your eyes. But that's a reasonless want of the dead.

Prey

Straight across beclouded land. We're walking slowly at command. Feeling drained and without shield. To destination battlefield. . We're getting near.

Pgan Fears