Replenish - Infant Island

Gasping outward

Sucked into this vortex

My own failed sight

With a still herd and cowardice

Nothing replenished

Nothing replenished

Nothing replenished

Nothing replenished

All hearts teeth stitched into pale sins, right where fade

All worn thin

Sucked into vortexes of fear

Hoping the darkness consumes

Existence to which we are burdened kisses curses on all souls