Distant sounds escape the void where our voices once could speak
Find escape in scars and faded souls taking form

Injecting hope to lift our heads
Forming the eyes of a sudden storm
But can we call it home?

Another breath disposed
Graves are growing closer every gust
With secrets I keep from you

Folding space as we ascend beyond
Is it the call? When do we fall?
Reborn in you

I am not among this trail of living thoughts, keeps you alone
Will we wipe these pages clean?

Losing faith in consciousness,
Now I am born in moving words
My life transcended

Folding space as we ascend beyond
Is it the call? When do we fall?
Reborn in you

The purest form of a soul is made
To count the toll of beauty's fall
The end is all I want
The Fall of Aphonia