Turn To Dust

The concentration drifts

In and out of me

Conversation slides away

Turn and face the change in apathy

Take a rise to fall



Won't you save me

Don't you blame me

I got the feel that I'm gone - Turn to dust



Sentence

Rape me

Segregate me

I got the fear that I am gone - Turn to dust



Slave or sympathy it atrophies

Save but ancient hearts

Hiding scars and knives in symphonies

Still we rise to fall



Won't you save me

Don't you blame me

I got the feel that I'm gone - Turn to dust



Sentence

Rape me

Segregate me

I got the fear that I am gone - Turn to dust



Won't you save me

Don't you blame me

I got the feel that I'm gone - Turn to dust



Sentence

Rape me

Segregate me

I got the fear that I am gone - Turn to dust