Shred of Light, Pinch of Endless-Skepticism

Shred of Light, Pinch of Endless - Skepticism

After a time in depths
There is a crack in the pressure
These shreds of light
Just a rope around my neck
There days of hope
A blade on my throat
These signs of dawn
Just a route to my dusk
These bounds that broke
A prelude to my drowning
This pinch of endless
Just a fragment of the forthcoming
These hint of life
Just a gateway to oblivion