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Husk, of the pale sun above

As dead as my eyes

I hear the screeching in the swill

Circling me

Above as I succumb

Gliding on the air

Of my pathetic breath

Pick me clean leave my bones to bleach

Under the bloodless corpse sun

In its pale gaze,

Dead visage

The death bell tolls like the sound of a gun

Suffering beyond all pain

Arms outstretched in vain

The death knell of my name

My name will be forgotten with only me to blame

Everything you thought you knew

Was only ever from a bleeding out point of view

Arms outstretched empty

The sky painted in a sepia fugue

The carrion birds descend

As my consciousness begins to fade

My lungs full of dust

Blood soaks the sand like rust

Searing sun, burn me away

Searing sun, burn me

The searing sun, burn me

Leave my carcass to rest

I've nothing left for you

I have been picked clean completely

Leave my bones to bleach

I've nothing left for you

Nothing left for you