Into and out of Subsistence

This first verse is for you

Humble servants of time

If my being would be so true

What is my role, what is my crime?

This second verse isn't real

So is not

I, neither you

Why do I think, why do

I feel? If you cant say that this is true?

I AM THE S

KY NO MORE

NO MORE I

CANT DENY

SO LOW SO

LOW This last verse is for me

I'm cracking down,

I'm lost,

I'm drowned

I don't really want to see

Until I'm gone and by dirt is crowned

Longing, with fear and time nailed to my spine

I'm not, allowed to choose the speed of light