Driftwood

Blindsided, in a shell of silence, alone Decided, motive breach the eyelids, then sewn Reminded, death walks beside us, inside us In hindsight it was the path of a nihilist and pawn When the tide swallows the trees The gallows of your past will haunt you White lines and broken teeth The shadows of your past will take you Divided, the scarlet moon feeding Blood forced fed, drowning in loathe, grieving Rivers run rapid with wine and lust, again we see the dawn Igniting bridges that fall to dust (you’re gone) When the tide swallows the trees The gallows of your past will haunt you White lines and broken teeth The shadows of your past (will take you) When the tide swallows the trees The gallows of your past will haunt you Would you lend me your soul, your soul to feast? And I… will never know, we’ll never know Bones and driftwood, hearts, decay Alone in the bloodscape, betrayed, afraid Cycles of agony, wretched, decline Tear at the rotting flesh, carcass of mine Chest wide open Tunnel vision Rats to ashes Soul perdition When the tide swallows the trees The gallows of your past will haunt you White lines and broken teeth The Shadows of your past will take you When the tide swallows the trees The gallows of your past will haunt you Would you lend me your soul, your soul to feast? And I… will never know, we’ll never know

Submitted by NecroGod — Nov 10, 2025