I am apathy. Ever so existential.
I don’t care for love. I don’t care for life.
I am; faceless, two-dimensional, emotionless, pathetic.
Down on Earth all I feel is the distance between my feet and the dirt.
Hope is all I have. Perseverance is all that exists.
In the dirt and far from deceased, the seed of life matures yet awaits cultivation.
No sign of development have I found. Confining fields flourish as I perish.
My heart is dead.
Man-made machines pumping blood through these veins, I am powerless.
Preying on my carelessness. My mind is dead.
I am yours, for nothing is mine. I will belong to this forever.
I am yours, I am not mine, forever, forever.
Dreams collapse. My purpose ends as nothing begins.
To die without inception.
Oil and water, darkness and light.
Purpose slips further into oblivion.
Objects I focus on, far from vivid. My pulse becomes harder to detect.
The eternal semi-conscious state bids no means to end.
The light centered, my path branches away.
Halted by ignorance, eroding from incomprehension.
I create your periphery; I am the border’s line.
I create your periphery; [I am] the occulting body.
Eyes upon me that cannot see, cannot focus.
Look away, look away.
from Demo 2015,
released February 17, 2015
Words & music by Reece Dargie