Wandering Eyes - Gizmachi

Hold on.

drop.

I won’t go

Symbolic tendencies exist predictable this declaration

Is my fist I will not fear demise

I cannot be demise blot out and obliterate

Hold on

Erase and exterminate hold on

I forgot annihilation.

hold on.

I am now.

determination

Hold on.

or drop.

there’s nothing left

Wandering eyes will roam.

it’s all the same falling farther home

Hold on.

don’t forget me

Death’s eyes forming my time so alone

This is what death sounds like