Incense & Rust

Incense & Rust
Slipping through fire
She's the snake
God turned away
I got replaced

Dronwing in a bottle of hope
It comes in never-ending shots
Down the never-ending slope
Getting that wide and vacant look
Floating in abscence
Floating the numb
Speak of such beauty
Until the end comes
God of this is far below
Melts away at messy minds
Touching off her bleeding ankles
Golding away the dawn