Genesis of the Daffodil Lyrics

I have ripped apart my body
To show the world.
In spite, in degradation,
in calling out your name.
These faces, bleak and tender
Shedding tears and fragile.
The scent of failure
Seeps from my skin.
And when I reach the end
My pockets filled with dust
I will speak, untethered,
"These words won't be worth
Their weight in gold."
Corrupt in solitude
This monolith in darkness.
I am enslaved to
This statue buried at sea.
We ache for pleasures
Over discipline, over virtue
over purity, over decency.