Perpetual Birth Lyrics

Depth of nothing of nothing
Hum the song of disjointed speak
Floating through delirium
Incoherent mystique mistaken

Unanswered favors
Idolize inamorata
Undeserving
Idle worship

Crosses and figures
Dividing space
Cutting through empty
Precarious place
Your love has torn
What rags were left
And left me open
Lone bereft