Slipknot

And whatever may come,

It slowly disappears.

And love is just a camouflage for what resembles rage again.

I've known faces that have disappeared in time

Find me wrapped in glass and slowly soaked in lime

All My friends have pictures made to make you cry

I've seen this and wondered

What I've done to calcify

I push my fingers into my eyes

It's the only thing

That slowly stops the ache.