Smoke
Oh my god I'm tired
Of harboring an ant pile in my ribs
Oh my god I'm tired
Of sifting through the deluge eyeless
Smoke of a god I'm longing for
Can't find them in this place or within
Smoke of a god I've casted out
Exhale blood and breath and degenerate
Oh my god I'm tired
Of stalking over mountains on my knees
Oh my god I'm tired
Of drowning fathom deep in bones
Writer/s: Hymnal Moths
