Cliff Taunt

The razor never suit you well
so here you stand above the swells
"They'll never miss you when you're gone"
The suicide cliffs egg you on.

And never in your darkest dreams
nor in the waves below it seems
that death will come among the dawn
The suicide cliffs egg you on.

And though your stomach spits and churns
mind and body for this they yearn
the murals what the gods have drawn
The suicide cliffs egg you on.

With a slow gait you move to meet
lady Death in the waves beneath
"The hope they gave was all a con"
The suicide cliffs egg you on.

A slow last breath before your dive
and now for once you feel alive
you're flying now, it won't take long
The suicide cliffs sing their song.