Unto Dust (feat Rob Morezze)

++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ This collab was only possible thanks to the efforts of Rob Morezze. He reached out to me and proposed this project, which of course intrigued me. Rob is a deep feeler and complex thinker. I can't recommend his work enough. Please, go check out his page and show him some love! https://suno.com/@robmorezze ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ This room is drowning in endless blue, A forgotten, bloodless wound. Inside my mind, time is a prisoner, And me, its only petitioner Drowning in prayers of rusted red Meaningless in the wake of tears shed. Fingertips trace the shape of the void, Soft like a shadow, its body destroyed. Drifting weightless with nowhere to fall, Letting emptiness devour it all. Yet something feels strange when I return to you. Two shattered souls; we wait for the world to choose. We hold tight in our timeless trust Should we fade, or turn to dust? The hourglass shatters, its fractures strewn. Time spills out like blood too soon, Under a night that won’t bear witness; Amongst the stones in witless stillness. A drop of fate slips through my hands; I pray this tyranny disbands… We never named the reasons why, Nor questioned how fate planned to indite, Or if our trumpet call pealed through the sky Was just an echo too faint for the night. Answers packed in quiet whispers, Crawling down the glass we crack, Everything shatters to dusty whimpers, Questions we’ll never get back. The shadows here speak in solid silence, Raw ribcage riddles in a grim nihilus. Memories flicker like dying matches, Burning too fast; confessional ashes. I lose track of the chapters we’ve written In this labyrinth, my tinder-prison. Footsteps echo down hollow corridors, Leading back to the start, of course. I chase reflections that don’t exist, Lost in a maze where I can but wish. At the end of the road, steam rises, Filling empty lungs, waned life’s disguises, Like the moments that vanish, Humanity banished; When the last song is sung, Willful deafness begun, I count the stars, but they’re immobilized, Like frozen tears trapped in the sky. I scream for truth, but only echoes reply; They laugh as they fade, as they say goodbye… What if we were never real? What if the past was just a dream? What if love was just a story, Written by hands that we’ll never see? God… If dreams are just bubbles meant to burst, Then I am Judas who betrayed the First… Turning away from boundless light, And choosing to fall to endless night… And Unto Dust… ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ © 2025 The Badfatler & Rob Morezze All rights reserved.