Contemplation

Pull myself from the chair
With Fire in my eyes

I work against every feeling
Turn back into the circle

I feel no remorse for this
Force down the remains

Multiply the final quiet of the grave
Let nothing but this remain in this animal gaze

Another day in hiding from the world outside
The door remains open but I fear the light

The past
The future
Same old song

Morning light will come again
To warm the window of this room

My thoughts will fill the same old space
The circle worn beneath my feet

I feel no remorse for this
Force down the remains

Multiply the final quiet of the grave
Let nothing but this remain in this animal gaze

Another day in hiding from the world outside
The door remains open but I fear the light

The past
The future
Same old song