Breaking only narrative, we persist
Dying to save the others, see them resist
What do we want, oh what do we hunger
For days pass, we're blinded and wonder
Do we get to ask the knowing in the end?
Or should we assume that we're nothing?
Every dream fulfilled but hallucinations
Is every life worth being made into myth
Hidden beneath shrouds, we are adrift
Until awakened, with a gentle kiss
Here we wait, standing until
We pass behind the mist
