Casting nets of damaged hair in a sea of bone
Devours with the coming tide, a foaming mouth shrouded inside

To pray invisible tears
To kneel in worship of its mesmerizing beauty

Fleeting clouds
Overzealous tranquility

Casting nets of damaged hair in a sea of bone
Devours with the coming tide, a foaming mouth shrouded inside

Death, falling star

To pray invisible tears
To kneel in worship of its mesmerizing beauty