Burn Into Light

The last page
Standing still in the ground
Legs made of stone

The last page
Staring still at the ground
Staring still
Still

Burn into light
Sharp, cold, and bright
Bury the smear under the ground

Mother insect
Gilded failure
From the corners of our nothing

The last grave
Arms dressed in silt
To stay here forever

Burn into light
Burn into light
Burn into light

Burn into light
Burn into light
Burn into light
Burn into light
Burn into light

Burn into light
Burn into light
Burn into light
Burn into light