Weight of the Mind's Periapt Lyrics

Pace slows to a stop.
Fruitful vines no longer cling to thoughts.
Firm facade, hollow inside
Day sheds light on this brokenness.
Wait for the wind to cease its fervor.
Why now do I exist to wonder?
You see the worst I have to offer.
Here in your eyes I fail and falter on.
Within your sight, the palest colors.
Still, your allure has left me silent.
If you surrender, I will follow
Into the bleakness of our constant.