Die Alone
Wounded Masquerade
4:08Years bled into A canvas of gray A silent promise Of oblivion's embrace The summit shrinks With every step i take A mirage fading In desolation The edge is closer Than it's ever been A curtain drawn Across the future The summit shrinks With every step i take A mirage fading In desolation Maybe there's no fulfillment But simply ceasing to try Maybe enough is finally admitting That i'll never be