Grey visions of today 
Every sight the same 
I can not break free 
I think I'm gone 
As though I never wake 
Always drawn into descent 
And my hope decays, just out of reach 

Cursed through life & condemned to misery 
To be left with nothing... 

If only for a moment; a way out 
To see the faintest glimmer amongst the dark 
To mend the broken dawn so bleak 
Somehow I think I'm gone 

But like ashes to the wind i will fade 
Namless and Forgotten 
The thorn upon the withered rose 
Somehow I always knew...