To Elysium - (Upon) Seas Of Starvation Lyrics

[Most of the time I am high on ego. This piece I wrote when feeling small, overwhelmed by the vastness of life itself, and realizing that every breath I take is to destruct the lasting part of it. Things can be so sad when weary.]



Upon seas of starvation

Cast away and confused

Where no beacon can pervade the mist

But I have set sail to harder storms



The wind roars thunder

And whispers the word of wolves

Hunger



Dearest vile

Lay your ears to the voice of the wind

Like a familiar stranger

Who has overstayed his welcome



I craft my doom

The daily world fell dead to me

The seas of starvation flood in my name

I craft my doom and burst into tears



A stream, an ocean, a dead-end in tears



The tongue used in prayer

Makes murder sound so sensual

A kiss with a searing pain

From a mouth that urges oceans to rise



The hopeless sail abandoned

Downwards drowning always deeper

In the blink of an eye swept from the sea