Exit L.U.M.C.

Darkest pressure, tiny, vicious creatures lock my sight on you
Guardian angels, please tell me what to do
Falling on my knees I kiss the soil to feel the undertow
Unfamiliar sounds burst out from far below

Becoming the defenceless victim of my fantasy
Gruesome thoughts and fears take control of me
Drawn towards the startling grace of flowers from your charming face
Have to close my eyes, escape this evil maze

Day and night of dreams and fight
A lonely cage to fill my grief, for ever drowned in fright
Watch the shady harbour of tears
The blackest nightfall of the year, the dagger must be near

Creatures move their stunted limbs,
My refugee, where are you now and off the white smoke swims
Let's break out from this distant gloom
Let's break out now, yes you are there, released from wicked doom

Oh how I long for home
Sour words so dark and deep
You cited this sanctified poem
More lonely miles ahead of sleep

Our shared belief in fearful flight
Fill my grief with bare delight
The grace of the flower from your face
These mending eyes I won't erase

Passionate nights, tempestuous tides
Just an ashy absence to my mind...