It's been years since my last regression
Because things seemed to be going alright
No reason to be scared of the dark
No chance of being swallowed by the night

I've been feeling empty
Lantern burning its wick
The sun burns me
And the moon makes me sick

No end in sight
I walk along the sidewalk blind
Bumped into failure one evening
He seemed kind

I chose my path
Not knowing where it would lead
But it seems never ending, bending
Falling along makes me bleed

My road is red with blood
Watered down from tears