Vicarious Trauma - Faster Ways to Die

The darkest time before the dawn
Your voice is trembling, mine is gone
Some things are meant to happen just one time
You think of what we might have done
A call to arms retreat to run
A death by firing squad would be too kind.

It's all the same to me today,
Grotesque and faceless -fade to grey
An apparition or a sight divine
There's always something on your mind
Fantastic horrors that you find
In all this shit that should be left behind

Save me from the atrocity,
Sharing another breath with you
Oh, you're so tired of me
So let's be free -as the blood sips through my wounds
If all that matters to you is how we get through
Another storm, another night, another day, another fight
I don't know anymore, at least I'm sure
there are faster ways to die.

For a hundred days, we're stuck in this moment of truth,
The perfect demise.
The past is dead, the present is rotten
and the future you'll never find.
Oh, for empathy's sake, don't go looking for snakes,
Just let them sleep another night.
Under the mountains deep where you shall weep
Your empty tears and I will hide.