Chainsmoker
Lights Out, God Help Me
Follow the smoke,
Toward the bass filled land,
Ashes fall,
Wherever they stand.
Temples rise,
Out of the ash,
Heroes come,
But they never last.
Secrets kept,
Are weapons wasted,
They've been taught,
Nothing's sacred,
Lessons learned,
Are often cast aside,
But this one,
Stays stuck in their minds.
The moon dies,
While the sky glows,
Shadows dance,
Waltzing in the smoke,
Eyes wide open,
Watching in delight,
As the sun rises,
Threatening the night.
Things fall apart,
As the world burns,
Buildings crumble,
As the smoke returns,
Chainsmoker,
The god they praise,
Blackened lungs,
Hallowed be his name.
