No light beckoned that new day
The birds did not twitter...

I used to see you and step aside
The knowledge I had leant burnt my soul...

The corners are sharp yet comforting
The weight presses gently on my chest...

Death is waiting for me
It’s just around the corner...

Victories were had before the noble died out
Injuries of the heart, soul and body...

Rolling back the clouds
And the deep black shrouds...

Spinning round on my fairground ride
Shifting direction with the change of the tide...

Soul separation
Love abomination...

From the fires of the future he was made
And the evils of his friends now his slaves...

Tell me what it’s like to fly
A dream is by your side...

Looking to the West and seeing the East
Feeling the anguish before I’m released...

I’m in the snapshot of your paper
Always knew I could call in a favour...