A deathly whisper
Words made of cold
A road to nowhere
Memories gets sold
Monument for the fallen
A hand that leads to wise
Face bruised and swollen
As they left the stranger to die
Life bids him goodbye
A farewell that's ugly
No shine in his eyes
As he forgives reality
A spirit falls to earth
Ripping through dimensions
Hollow and wicked
Dark in every direction
A mountain drowns in the sea
Still a mountain
The old searches in closet
Myths and fountains
Let go of the past
Memories will only haunt
Says the fool once again
forgiveness he wants
So he begs the spirit
To give him the myths
He waits for the old
In the closet he sits
He trades myths for memories
Now he can see
Old dies of myths
Young he could never be
On his way out
He comes across the stranger
The fool in him
Couldn't see the razor
Wicked spirit laughs
As the stranger walks away
Love is forgotten now
His eyes shine of hate.