Flesh fall down


I woke up cold and warm
chilled with a burn
I found that I desired
nothing but the noise
solemn and somber
I burned with flesh
I had reached the pinnacle
I had climbed the spire
But so much had changed
since then
I fell down all
I fell
fell down
fell
fell
fell
fell
fell
down flesh
fall down flesh fall
downfall
chilled and warm
I awake
with the noise
endlessly
from the high
But I changed
and fell
I fell down all
flesh downfall


Copyright 2003 by pauly hart