SEEK THE COMET

Dinosaurs seeking the comet,

born under a dying sun

Final scores and blueprints, no more,

who dying lost

who won

We think we hear the words of Gods

they pray and call

only hear the voices of insects

with big shadows on the wall

Another day

another spin

will we make it out of this again

the cage doors closing in

Violet offends

the whole sky bleeds orange

Blood on my hands

can feel it dripping on my skin