Texty: Estrange. A Beginning. Disordered Mind.

The daylight escaped the world
And left the dark on the throne to reign
I went to sleep alone with a sigh
With only silence to kiss me good night

Their happiness tears me apart
For I know I can't have my own
I feel the panic growing inside
My loneliness will be as old as I

I'm resting in the knowledge that
Everything will come to an end
And through weary eyes I see death
Waiting in the shadow of my disordered
Mind

You don't have to go very far
To become the renowned lost son
I try to take one step at a time
But get stuck between my hopes and
What meets my eyes

And even if I find my way home
Will that be where I belong
In a sense of falling apart
How far can I go
When already gone too far

Awaiting the day someone takes my hand
I guess I have to make do
With an image of a virtual you