Eroded by The Breeze

We are eroded
We are eroded by the
Breeze

I walked on the sheer of the deepest abyss
And crested my highest mass
But when i close my ignited eyes
I still follow the stream
Of these violent running rivers
And they foster a humongous sea
Where everything is eroded by the breeze
There's no more sentiment just empty sleeves
Just a pale memory that feeds the leam of hope