I hear moths breathing in my face...
Clawed creatures,
Standing right on my veins...
I can't see it...
I've been sleeping all this time...
Doing the hangman's job...
With no rope...
...
I'll burn my hands into this earth,
When this silk falls over...
I'll spread my wings and fly into shadows...
My eyes can't fathom this future...
Shelled from the world...
A lifeless cocoon...