Cremated Lie The Day

As the day turns old and dusk finds its way we linger through we shudder from the coming cold only ashes remain from what we created this day such dark we've never known like this growing vast a wave of steaming sick reaching deep inside us and then it came to wreak its havoc that which live for pain and cremates the day only ashes remain from what we created this day only lingering shreds around us to keep the emptiness away and yet another morning comes but hope is shallow at the end of this way cremated lies the day as the day turns old and dusk finds its way we linger through we shudder from the coming cold and then it came to wreak havoc that which live for pain and cremates the day only ashes remain from what we created this day