Feign My Purpose

Devil wings span
The fiery-red river
Of all my dreams
Give me shelter
Feign my purpose

Travel the
Deepest valley
Laying a broken rose upon
The gravestone
Of my good intentions
Give me shelter
Feign my purpose

Smell the air
Inhaling ashes
And the remnants
Of those days gone by
A youth crumbling
Down into stones
Which cover a
Forgotten beach

Give me shelter
Feign my purpose