Breathe Out Your Soul (Part II) Lyrics

i've been told its a privilege to live in this cycle
that i ought to be grateful and pay up my dues
and i won't have time to do the things i want to do.
why don't i believe them?
with pillar arms too rigid to move
curved figure with a starved eyed gaze
struggling to straighten the bend in his back
wanting to uproot but so set in his ways
a curved femur bone leaves him walking in circles
a tug of war between useless limbs and casted hearts
on one side a shadow on the other a ghost
no winners here just an excess of parts
broken telephone lines; parasites with no hosts
daniel, son
stone swan amongst theives
take to the skies and leave them behind
no heroes falter