I've lingered in the greatest of pain, without any relief or relent
I've dreamed of the finest of kingdoms, of the greatest of realm
How is it that one born to such a paradise, longs for my death
The future I don't know, as future's book has not been written
And yet, I am longing to simply be gone, my flesh is oblivion
My lies are legion, and I can't say I'm not complicit with dying
Another breath taken, I'm chosen for the breaking of my being
Every movement wasted, depositing broken and cruel dreams
As sleep eludes me, it doesn't kill me, a form of torture really
Mind screams in desperate pain, as I'm given over to despair
Who ever wanted to be a broken man, not me, no one really
Who desires a shattered clock, one that will no longer tick
I'm not to be remembered, I'm not the one to be exalted
Gone, into mists the so gray, that hang over a cemetery
I've nothing but the pain, I mourn the life I've unlived
“Come back. Even as a shadow, even as a dream.” Euripides
I've dreamed of the finest of kingdoms, of the greatest of realm
How is it that one born to such a paradise, longs for my death
The future I don't know, as future's book has not been written
And yet, I am longing to simply be gone, my flesh is oblivion
My lies are legion, and I can't say I'm not complicit with dying
Another breath taken, I'm chosen for the breaking of my being
Every movement wasted, depositing broken and cruel dreams
As sleep eludes me, it doesn't kill me, a form of torture really
Mind screams in desperate pain, as I'm given over to despair
Who ever wanted to be a broken man, not me, no one really
Who desires a shattered clock, one that will no longer tick
I'm not to be remembered, I'm not the one to be exalted
Gone, into mists the so gray, that hang over a cemetery
I've nothing but the pain, I mourn the life I've unlived
“Come back. Even as a shadow, even as a dream.” Euripides
