Song To Ruin, A Lyrics

Lyrics

A lone voice crying
In the wilderness
Make straight the way
For the coming of the...

A dry throat stutters
On an empty vision
Of milk and honey
And desolate quiet

A dry mouth falters
On the opening blast of,
A song to ruin
What it left behind

A bare sole longing
For the feel of concrete
And a lone voice crying
In the wilderness
I have these dreams
When I'm feeling sick of,
Unfinished patterns that
I can't collate at all,
Of an inward breath
In a land bereft of
Uncrippled figures,
Of an exhalation,
Himavant,
Of a pulse.