Walking through the night, dark and alone
No one around and nothing to see...

I never thought I'd make it this far
I swore by my 17th birthday I'd be dead...

I`m tired of being let down
By the friends that never come around...

We are just shells made of bone and flesh
What we hold inside is larger than life and death...

Stuck in a place I really dont want to be
Hurtin deeper than any cut could bleed...

A half a cup of tea on the table
An old pair of shoes near the door...

In between the shadows of isolation
Twisting like a disease inside this vast soul...

Pictures fading in their frames
Smiling faces now up in flames...

Everything in life changes in some way
The sky and sea are the only things that stay...

Inside my mind these memories continue to fight
The lines have been blurred between wrong and...

The blackness swallows up my soul
Hopelessness consuming my being...

The moment has come to wake from this dream
The time has come for the shadows to gleam...