Pulse

Pass me your secrets, the last dream you own

And I'll introduce fire to the cold world you've known

Give me your seconds, and the hours alone

And I'll lay them to rest, beneath earth and stone

Walk upon these shattered shores

Glass scattered back to grains of sand

I'll take nothing less than all of you

I'll give nothing less than all I have

Clouds dressed in their funeral best

Pour tears from the gray skies you knew best

I'll be the light that crests behind them

That separates these moments from time and

Spares the night, I wear my darkness

And burn through it, hold fire in my hands

And turn to the heavens, threaten them with obsolescence

By the dreams that I keep within

This sea of magnetic skin, of darkest sins

And perfection, that keeps the dead breathing

Through their decomposition

Is me, is this, and it is all I've ever wanted

To escape haunting fate, to give purpose to this madness

To give words to these muted

Dreams, I am eternally within you

Coursing in your veins, dispersing all your pain

Adrenaline, insanity, compassion

The alchemy of a dream

The smoke and liqour and lust

That keeps you on the brink

That wears you down, tears you down

Only to lift you from the sea

Walk upon these shattered shores, and I will be the heat

That turns the sand to glass again

That undresses the world

Unrelentant, unrepentant

These fiery skies are my sentence

I own the heavens here

And burn in them, impenitent.

Pass me your secrets, the last dream you own

And I'll introduce fire to the cold world you've known

Give me your seconds, and the hours alone

And I'll lay them to rest, beneath earth and stone.