I lost one morning, my easy breath
My forces melting like ice in the middle of my hand
My church is drowning, shows leakage
Randomly blessing the stairs of my 7th loneliness
And I believed in what I’d learned
I tried to fix it, with a frozen faith in my obedience
Seasons passing, poured with rain
And I still feel like I missed out on something on my way
Distillate my hope
My last comet, go burn
I felt him crawling, perspirate
Around the mourning of all I’ve dreamed of and never had
Slowly healing my airiness
Bravely fighting to death in the middle of my battlefield
I saw him raising my needs and lust
Softly lighting up the lies and pieces of my brokenness
Distillate my love
My last comet go burn
And i think... I’m gonna crash
I heard her moaning, her livid fate
Her precious bleeding, her ways of devotion and innocence
And in the morning, my painted face
Swore no surrender in the name of all I’d always craved
And I believed in angels lost
Passed the bridge and now I can’t remember who I was
Distillate my love
My last comet you’ll go burn
And I think… I’m gonna crash in her
Dry your tears,
I know you couldn’t
Breathe
And tell me you know
We‘ll slide away
Cause you know
I‘m your chocolate warrior
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