breaking neptune
kiske, michael
can you feel me in the walls
in the cracks of your perfection
feel it in the longer haul
then i'm waiting once again
now the frame begins to shake
caving in your stone creation
with the water swells the ache
but you'll lie until the end
then a purity overcomes me
rising up from the ashes of catastrophe
and security sets the wheels in motion
give away your cheap intent
cut the ties - but you forsake it
cry surprised - but you can't fake
mistaking neptune's fight