EverStill

To fight this world yielding nought but our weapons paints a solemn picture for ones future

Let go and release,

A Certain feeling retains false imprisonment far beyond realities crude marshes.

I won't let you go,

We've come far too far through hellfires snows. But I cannot deny a great desire lies with your burning at the pyre

Repent dark thoughts only to find anew, a certain feeling never fades.

From lights or shades

A certain feeling can only grow,

Accompanied by subjectivity and societal artistry, we all must bow to individual imprisonment

Upon the nether, one day we will find. A certain feeling looming over, waiting