In times of strife. you seem to lose it all, and more somehow. No waning life can retrieve it. Can't make the world a better place to thrive. nor can I keep on persisting.
Tell me now you sinner. you run for a better world. Tell me why you'd leave her. despite all the hurt. Don't deny that you once tried to mend. the circumstances now out of hand.
Sleep in the fire, in thorns and decay. Dreams and desires, they have all been a waste. I'm getting closer, so close to awake. So close to what life's been, yet still so far away.