dust on trial

i'll always be here

to hear your words

and give you everything

that you deserve

i'll always be here

to hold your hand

and walk you to

the promised land

will you walk this land with me?

and what's the point of talking

if all your words have been said?

when a world can crumble

and the soil leaks red

a land of pure confusion

known only to the wise

where satisfaction is devoured

dominated and despised

just

one

step

closer to me

closer to me

closer to me

closer to me

closer and closer and closer

closer and closer and closer

closer and closer and closer

closer and closer and closer

closer to me