Can a man waste away so young?
can no future be in store...

Let things die
let sleeping dogs lie...

Silently we fail, never ask for help, no one needs...

The one feels lost so far away,
one whom id rather see...

Not knowing i had no heart
i was content in my death...

Let us cleverly disguise this truth from our eyes,
that half truths are still lies...

This sacred darkness will leave us soon
and we will return to light...

The truth be brought upon,
so by the end we may have won...

There must be something to fight for,
Or we would not be here...

The most beautiful of dreams is always fleeting...

Torn between too little, and too much
and only there for support and love...

Noiseless
voiceless...