Melee - Black Map

Birds in scarlet trees, and educated leaves,

Appearing downing in the season watching mortal thieves

Here on the ground in dissaray,

It seems

Here on the ground in statics way,

Take me

Endless melee, my thoughts failing, it’s nothing new

Throw out my care, into the air, it’s all I do

Stare in the dark, I made it this far, I’ll see it through

Movements out of fray, they’ve not yet found their way,

and we’re up solely from the start that we all will someday

Not that there’s perils in my dreams, lately

She’s always rushing at me,

Wake me

Endless melee, my thoughts failing, it’s nothing new

Throw out my care, into the air, it’s all I do

Stare in the dark, I made it this far, I’ll see it through,

Through…

Endless melee, my thoughts failing, it’s nothing new

Stare in the dark, I made it this far, I’ll see this through