Slither کے بول

your poison is like honey for my soul that sweet sedative venom makes me whole pale horizons coming down nothing but a stranger in this... lights keep shifting floating patterns across my face orbs still dripping a salty cure for bitter days slither slowly pass the sadness across the room slither gently shaping god within the gloom time keeps passing like ashes riding on the storm faith keeps failing under siege of the locust swarm lead is melting slithers down my silver skin hope is dying it opens up what hides within