Ingest The Ash

Keeping the memory alive in the bed you used to lie
I’ve come to learn everything you’d ever want to know about failure
I know your down there looking up
So hear these prayers
Come take it as far as it wants to go
Come now and haunt
Ingest it
Channel it all
Ingest the ash
You’re not thinking and you know it’s bad
It’s only getting worse
You’re not thinking and you know it’s bad
It’s only getting worse
With hands on urn and ash in teeth
Old calloused hands hardened through the years
Wearing things long since forgotten
I feel sick
I feel sick