Flesh As Armour

Time cuts through the narrative of flesh
Secrets save us from dissolving
The wandering moon with her borrowed light
Burdened by the unconquerable weight inherited

Once I collapsed I now see clearly
Voices cutting across my sleep
They spill forth our remaining doubts
Fragments too small to retain my Self

As I step in your shadow
You sing forth a chant for wings
And claim the divine mastery of flesh

Watch the mystics, regard the martyrs
We know the world as submissive and devouring
The last becomеs the first once again
I am blind to all other light
What is it that keeps us from drowning?
How will I see my lifе until I have left it behind?

Machines of motion are bred by bastards
Let us be gentle when questioning ourselves
Divide your flesh and mine

Our flesh as armour
Now
Find a way