The Damage and the Sift

There's terror as the wreckage is scattered
In the midst of an uproar that's in remission in an altered division
Grown inside of the fracture as eyes are on backwards and the evidence lays under...
The detail that you miss
The damage and the sift
You remove and omit
The damage and the sift
The bodies and their scars
Have ruined way more in the dust and sun
Getting lost further down spirals of doubt
In mindfulness of reject and guilt
His jaws are shut
Corrupt with rust
So he learned that speech isn't demanded
His jaws lock up
With grit and blood
So he learned that speech isn't free
The detail of culprit
You remove and omit
I called it don't forget
I've fallen in regret
The damage and the sift
The damage and the sift
Rise to catch yourself
Writhe from pressure felt
Rise to flag them down
Writhe to move about
Rise to catch yourself
Writhe from pressure felt as they choke you out
Rise to flag them down
Writhe to move about so they can't claim
The details that they missed
The damage and the sift
They removed to omit
The damage and the sift
Buried to close me off
I've surfaced in flaw to no-one's fault
So your death, god damn it, is fucking left