We try to erase the memories we can't forget
living lies and mistakes we can't regret
I look back now and I see the pain,
the dark shadows are always a common refrain

For me life's always been a mockery
Laughing in the face of your prodigy
to live the game is to die it
to face it is to cower in fear

Nodoby sees what is plain to everyone
our masks of fantasy are too bright
I think I just need a good solid gun
It's time to sleep - I think I lost the fight.

Penned by my hand on the 7th of Valnuary, in the year 271 AF.