Down this road, I'm alone
no one sees me, no one hears me...

I wake up every day ,
Without a smile left to save...

What i once held as something more,
Has now been consumed by bitter remorse...

Knife is at the stake of hand ,
The blood will never spill tainted sand...

As i write to thee,
Pedals withstand in harmoniousness seas...

Staring at me now,
Through golden platted glass...

The sky reeks of ash,
The trees have sheltered their last leaves...