Letra de Chrysalis

We went with hearts too full to know
Reveled in destruction and rage
The home is still faintly burning
Inside, a couple of kids
The crying dust. The womb of lust
Pinks and oranges fall on the rooftops
The dark and the dampness
Covering the walls in paper thoughts
Of gatherings long since passed
We broke into a billion pieces and finally fell
The cocoon is hard and protective
It's trimmed in the hair I have ripped
Collected from each creature
The wing veins in the heart burst through
Looking at you, I gasp
But my lungs fill with hopelessness
Dry, sucked-back pupils
Immerse myself in the cracking shell
Thinking of times when the kitchen chair
Would be my bed (The cocoon)
I hear your voice. Your eyes dart
Toxic secretions coming out of you
Like a colorful hostage behind glass
I strip and enter the last stage
Countermeasures to race these toxins
I'm not dreaming