Strange shards All relics of the path That I have followed To dead ends
Embed in wounds All doors into the past They've barred themselves But scars have failed Torn open far too soon
And with time The shards transform to keys Fit for lowest depths Unlocked truths to reveal Sharpened fine The keys all sink within My time has come Accepting fate Light disappears again
Fading eyes No paths I see now I become the ghost The ghost I used to be
I searched throughout the void (I chose this) For the scraps of life I have left behind Each one has left me knowing (I feel nothing) This path may never reach an end for me And with a spectral breath I'm begging to be freed
This burden of regret Kindling to ignite And a necessary end To living in a lie So when all fires burn cold Leave behind a glowing husk The ghost that I become again Glides back into the dusk Alone
