To Elysium - (upon) Seas Of Starvation lyrics

[Most of the time I am high on ego. This piece I wrote when feeling small, overwhelmed by the vastness of life itself, and realizing that every breath I take is to destruct the lasting part of it. Things can be so sad when weary.] Upon seas of starvation Cast away and confused Where no beacon can pervade the mist But I have set sail to harder storms The wind roars thunder And whispers the word of wolves Hunger Dearest vile Lay your ears to the voice of the wind Like a familiar stranger Who has overstayed his welcome I craft my doom The daily world fell dead to me The seas of starvation flood in my name I craft my doom and burst into tears A stream, an ocean, a dead-end in tears The tongue used in prayer Makes murder sound so sensual A kiss with a searing pain From a mouth that urges oceans to rise The hopeless sail abandoned Downwards drowning always deeper In the blink of an eye swept from the sea