Fracture of the State of Mind

The sun dies, no place to hide,
Follow the blind, give no ride.
Chase the road, before nightfall
Beg your life, give you time.

"Ride, down, across the coastal fall", 
Mend their glass upon your mind,
Lost the sight, your own sign,
You are rooted into their wire.

"Rip your sound, cry no more,
Cold in silence and in sloth",

Shades you see, rise through your greed,
Drop your wheel, salve your fear,
They are deep but you cant see,
Growing dust into your gene.

Red seeds over your skin,
Black mare upon your wind,
You are lost, dead into the sea,
Just a fracture of your own dream.