Circumstances and happenstance

Look away without a single glance

Fire the fuel erode away

Toss and turn the braves of the day

Hit with a sudden bout of anesthesia

Also nothing is as it seems with amnesia

The dark grinding and pulling away at the flames

Taking what's most precious and definitely erasing names

Drowning and sinking pulling you further under

You knew what you did once was certainly a blunder

Consuming confusing and pulling at the seams

Taking control until you're lost with the means

A means to an end will overcome you

The will and spirit are no longer one but two