Testo Foundations

The walls are collapsing
The foundations remain
Relations are starving
Our blood remains the same

Wasted moments spent in silence
Boyhood blooms a sickening tree
My face drowning in an ocean of shame From which there is no release
Forced into this chest of pain
Seeds of affliction
Roots grow deep into this soul
My freedom my oppression

Standing here
In the freezing cold
Disgusting beauty
Of that young boys soul

Remembrance of a time so pure
These foundations trap me with decay
This sea of memories
That plagues my mind and pierces this heart everyday
Standing here
In the freezing cold
Disgusting beauty
Of that young boys soul