Falling apart, I’m wasting away
Split in two on this table with nothing to say
Saws and knives slice open the skin
Painting red lines of such gorgeous design
My body is decomposing art
As a child, I often dreamt of death
Of the day and how it would come
And what were the final effects
Will there be flies that make homes within my eyes?
Will my soul split like an atom and wander the skies?
Or fall to the earth with no one’s surprise?
The body subsides
Will there be flies that make homes within my eyes?
Will my soul split like an atom and wander the skies?
Or fall to the earth with no one’s surprise?
The body subsides
Am I damned to wander the earth?
No soul to subside, I seek rest in the dirt
Am I damned to wander the earth?
No soul to subside, I seek rest in the dirt
How can I still feel this emotion?
Why can I see beyond the grave?
How can I still feel this emotion?
A life long lost with nothing left to save
A series of needles dive within the skin (The skin)
To seal shut the incision the coroner has made within
I can’t quite comprehend my eyes (My eyes)
Floating above my body, the misery will never subside
My body is decomposing art
As a child, I often dreamt of death
Of the day and how it would come
And what were the final effects
I am decomposing, I have been chosen
To fall to the knife to end my fucking life
Hallelujah, the day has come
Hallelujah, thine body is done
Hallelujah, the day has come
Hallelujah, thine body is done
A series of needles dive within the skin (The skin)
To seal shut the incision the coroner has made within
I can’t quite comprehend my eyes (My eyes)
Floating above my body, the misery will never subside
Will there be flies that make homes within my eyes?
Will my soul split like an atom and wander the skies?
Or fall to the earth with no one’s surprise?
The body subsides
Will there be flies that make homes within my eyes?
Will my soul split like an atom and wander the skies?
Or fall to the earth with no one’s surprise?
The body subsides
Am I damned to wander the earth?
No soul to subside, I seek rest in the dirt
Am I damned to wander the earth?
No soul to subside, I seek rest in the dirt
Void was written by Lorna Shore & Tom Barber.
Void was produced by Grant McFarland & Carson Slovak.
Lorna Shore released Void on Fri Feb 17 2017.