Someone came to save me. Alot of times.
Saved my ass by the Mexican border in the middle of the dessert. No one's coming to save you subscriber fuck that shit. Then almost left me in the dessert but at least by a bus stop.
**Title: "Lost Hills (Lament)"** WRITTEN BY ASNARL I
*(Verse 1)*
Bleak hills rise, cracked earth, no path in sight,
A hollowed-out man left to choke in the night.
Wind gnaws his bones, no shelter in sight,
The canyon don’t care—it just *swallows the light*.
*(Verse 2)*
Bus stop Bible, rusted nails in the seat,
A woman clutchin’ hope, a ticket she can’t keep.
Promises hummed like a rattler’s low growl,
Now silence surrounds her—no savior to howl.
*(Chorus)*
*Oh, left in the hills, left in the cold,*
*Dreams turned to bones where the juniper holds.*
*They said, “Hold on tight,” but the road just screams,*
*You’re just another ghost the hills never grieve.*
*(Verse 3)*
A kid with a backpack, eyes wide with the lie,
“Tomorrow’s a town,” but the ridge says *“Die.”*
His boots kick up dust where the ravens now wheel,
A grave without name in the hills’ iron steel.
*(Bridge)*
The bus drives on, sings its empty refrain,
Passengers laugh as the lost ones remain.
No mercy in shadows, just the wind’s hollow cry,
A symphony of dying—*the hills watch you die*.
*(Chorus)*
*Oh, left in the hills, left in the cold,*
*Dreams turned to bones where the juniper holds.*
*They said, “Hold on tight,” but the road just screams,*
*You’re just another ghost the hills never grieve.*
*(Outro)*
And the hills don’t weep, the bus never turns,
Just the dirt on your lips and the stars that burn.
A thousand lost souls in the dark, never seen—
The road’s final verse? *“You were never meant to win.”*
