You Backbiter

This face of love was all we yearned
But when the new children begin to see
These bodies are all we need
Envy, oh envy, the knife is here

We are on the coast, a place of stillness
We were at peace with ourselves
Mayhem, calamity, chaos, once serene
Now all it seems is a foretold sin

We are all the children
All molded from once nothing, it seems
Perfectly, fearfully, in this differentiating form
You are for a greater light

Oh no, you're not alone
This people breath, lost in the ambient air
When the sky gives birth to sworn thoughts
Resist the sky and it will fly away