Black Lung


No Charm 2 a Beat

Eric Vain
Eric Vain


I'd stay awake to hear the torture 

I'd take that line to live in fiction

And follow shadows, no longer footsteps

Where branches fall, no longer breathing


crash of thunders tear me old 

Underbelly swallows me whole 


I'd bury love to have no blindness 

I'd find that place to hide from god 

And live a monster, no longer needing 

Where creatures cry, no longer cold