1. OBTAINING DOMICILE

Casted Beneath the whispers of rotting truths
The irony of lying between life's
Honesty and your distrust
I still remember the good days
Treasuries hidden without guidance
I swallow my pride for a chance
At finding true bliss
Take my hand and wallow within my cadence
Swaying in my winds
I want you to feel my lust for a new life
One without a burden unsure of itself