@migu music@

These are the tools at hand

And this is what you came for.

So rest your faith on some

Solemn note.

When I give up on you it's not me being callous.

Send me a letter, tell me

How it's going.

Just stay the f**k away from me, until you reach

Some understanding,

I give up.

The first one is the worst one,

Took all I thought I ever had.

Well, maybe it's supposed to hurt some,

But I can face it knowing;

That after all this there will be some kind of prize to find,

But I'm not the man to chance it anymore.

I spent a lifetime being locked up

In expectancy

Dreaming of truce.

Without these chains and iron mask to drag me down

Through veils of bone and bloodline

I can see the lie

It's up to you now

Completion of this

Eyes staring blindly

Back at nothing

So this is where it ends

Your promises mean nothing.

I will leave you here to die.

Alone.

A pale shadow of what was once.