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Veils of grey darken time

Colorless seasons, ashen skies

Detached from flesh

To bear the weight of days

Unnoticed, my soul drifts away

I'm lost in this dreamlike state

And I gaze at a portrait of decay

I drown in this stream of emptiness

Is this really me?

Buried myself alive

My old trick to survive

Apathy dressed as conformity

Torpor in sacred disguise

I'm lost in this dreamlike state

And I gaze at a portrait of decay

I drown in this stream of emptiness

Is this really me?

I see a pale ghost in the mirror

A fading figure in shattered glass

A guest in my own skin

A stranger to my own heartbeat

I gaze upon that empty shell

Through a veil of misery

A witness to my own, my own suffering

My consciousness floats through this distant, unreal world

Pain echoes in those hollow chambers within

In black and white, I watch my memories bleed

I'm trapped In this dreamlike maze

And I gaze at the portrait of my decay

I drowned in this pit of emptiness

Is this the end?