Fear from Forever by Lomelda

I first felt the fear that phantom summer when my grandmother died.
I lived in her house for six months after always waiting for the sunrise.

I didn't know the world had ended and left without saying goodbye.
I didn't know the world had ended and left without saying goodbye.

I saw it again -- oil on canvas and a face staring right at me.
I swear there was a soul in two dimensions touching the tip of eternity.

I didn't know the world had ended and left without saying goodbye.
I didn't know the world had ended and left without saying goodbye.

I am still afraid. I am still afraid...

I've got a body with an irregular heartbeat and dreams of breaking vows.
Now I want to give this old world its handwoven funeral shroud.

• Heavy
• Human
• Rock
• Soft
• Austin