That Strain of a Leak..

That Strain of a Leak They just long to sleep The hills all so steep Wind weighs against them There's too much to keep Midnight redeemers Dark Velvet dreamers Wonders of thick air Weighted eye streamers A fist of hot red Grown inside they're heads Black mist and blue smoke Castoutside instead Each mind so unique And no longer weak Grateful that it's gone That strain of a leak..