A stark figure stands alone
Amid open wounds and fractures
Ruins long since overgrown
With vines of tales we've shared

Our mutuality
Strained by careless infractions
A once-brilliant oddyssey
Abridged forevermore
The foul stench of apathy
Of humbled expectations
A quiet calm falls over me
No longer will dependance govern fortunes told

There's no way
That I
Will disappoint me here
But I'm alone
I'm alone

So I'll shed addictions to my brother
Dependencies let slip away
Embrace the long and lonely winter
And thrive throughout the dark decay
Transcend this fears of bitter whispers
Find solace in the uncontrolled
And rise above distracted anger
With or without your lending hand I will not fall
There's no way
That I
Will disappoint me here
But I'm alone
There's no way
That I'll
Betray my trust in me
But I'm alone
I'm alone
I'm alone
I'm alone

If I had bended or broken
I might have folded back inside
I could have ended up withered
If I'd accepted your tokens
Or foolishly feigned contentment
I might have ended life bitter
But I grew so tired of waiting
Through countless waves of delusion
In the wake of fear

In solitude, satiety
The night deprives in kind
The ideal
That only dawn will find
And the hopes of a little child
Still pervade my mind
There's no way
That I
Will disappoint me here
But I'm alone