התגבשות

Going my way

You're so alone today

Like a ghost town I've found

There's no relief, no salt in the sea. 

Is it true what they say

You can't behave

You gamble your soul away

Measuring your dreams of this life seems

Like the gristle of loneliness

... 

You're a dead weight right straight

On your way sunk in the midnight shade

Skies burn eyes turn

Learning to counterfeit their disease