Basically, everything is going wrong
and your only heart is gone.
It is out of reach and it‘s grown
But you didn‘t breakdown.
You pressed on and found out that everyone
preaching God has turned of all their lights.
Or they have buried their teeth inside a contradicting life.
Wait: Don‘t gnash your teeth and waste away.
Have you fallen asleep with a dagger in
between your bones?
That was thoughtfully placed
by your own wretched finesse.
Watching, all the sparks start to fade,
and everyone looses their way,
the monsters that they make...
Well, don‘t blame the wine glass
for the drunkard,
dig up your bones.
Watching, all the new become mundane,
and the sun turns into rain.
Distances don‘t fade,
what‘s golden is now gray.
Walk on, and you‘ll never walk alone.