Guess it was foggy, always pale and grey
Past never lingers here too long
It’s getting dark around me
Like the deep abyss behind the egde in the end
I cannot see my fingers and dress anymore
Can you hold me, give me your hand
Don’t let me fall
I don’t remember the song of the wind
Last morn has run too far
But I will always remember the scent of a dream
Soft clouds, ice-cream castles beyond
My memories drew in theme park’s frozen awe
Innocence still hides my cure in dark grace
Of midnight darkness, loner’s sinful embrace
All the roads lead to a venomous cure
Darkest lust was also once pure
I don’t remember my name in this insanity
Just a sign carved on the door of a memory
Where a verse and rhyme were once born