Hollow Years – GOOT (Ft. The Lust)

Black on gray —
Darkness falls,
Ending my pain.
Red on black —
A spark, a flash.
Consciousness flares
And peace ends
With a storm of knives
Tearing into me.
With a joyous smile,
Returning me
My misery.

Hollow years,
Magnified —
Pain served
Through tear-filled lenses.
The good, the bad,
Distorted soul.
Rewoven life,
Unraveled chances.