Lonely is the life I lead,
Living only to see friends
Taken up by token greed,
Chasing after empty ends.
Somber is the song I sing
With no one left by my side,
And dreams I had thought took wing
Are revealed to be denied.
Crippled are the creeds I crave,
And the truths to which I cling
Are tarnished, paths to my grave
Brightened by the shades they bring.
All of this I still endure
To resist sweet death’s allure.