alone. again. the city spreads its arms
the rivers flow, the light glows in the black
the black that never gonna make me harm
the light, that surely tells i'm mad
the light is weak, it cannot break the night
my loneliness is apathy
it's not a flight or fight
am i a man? Or am i just a picture
A fading image on the looking glass?
the fallen sight of once forgotten extasy
one stolen dream, that will now surely pass