Unwell (Angel of Sadness)

My stomach speaks But I am not hungry To be eased in a single sigh Is what my vomit seeks Release viral infections from me I seem troubled, unwell Like my eternity has doubled Darkness dwells As if our sun failed Flowers blossom As I still appear weary The oceans still rumble Beneath all the commotion One can hear the earth mumble As this old man appears to be on his last leg His devotion remains to forever stand humble Yes I seem troubled, unwell Like my eternity has doubled Darkness dwells As if our son has failed