Grey visions of today Every sight the same I can not break free I think I'm gone As though I never wake Always drawn into descent And my hope decays, just out of reach Cursed through life & condemned to misery To be left with nothing... If only for a moment; a way out To see the faintest glimmer amongst the dark To mend the broken dawn so bleak Somehow I think I'm gone But like ashes to the wind i will fade Nameless and Forgotten The thorn upon the withered rose Somehow I always knew...