You leave me standing on shattered dreams of days to come
My will yielding as scattered hope to wind succumb
Tears break as pale horizons give rise to dead moons
A chill shielding my broken heart from comfort mistuned
This melancholy kills me, fills me with covert dread, I fear
this shroud of sadness will never clear, I fear
the days to come will be in vein, they will enchain me
as darkness claims me, this is all my life will ever be.


