Staggering along;
We were cast out
Onto this road by
The hands of our actions.
Never will we come this
Way again.
Never will we hold the
Time of our lives in
Our eyes.
Baptised into pain,
Baptised into our worlds
Of pain, sorrow and
Regret.
Our wings were stripped
And our haloes melted
Down.
We can't fill ourselves
With pitchers so holy
They burn us.
We don't deserve to live,
But neither have we
Earnt Death.
We are Vertigo;
Unreal and losing all our senses.