I have fought so hard to redeem my creed,
and i keep coming up short.
The demons of the past still feed
on the wounds once again Broken...

Memories of the past come back to huant me,
in a time of sad reflection.
The old ways invite so much promise,
and its playing off my effection...

My friends and family seem so far away,
my love for them will always stay.
I hope they don't continue fleeding,
for the further there away, I'm left bleeding...

he the body of a once proud man now walks alone,
His heart wrapped in a shell of stone,
The soul in a world of its own,
Searching for a love its never known...

He sees him self slipping Farther...
 
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