Starring out the window at the rising sun,
It seems only a moment ago,
The cold night would never be done.
For haggard spirits like me,
The endless night is a tragic reality.
My heart beat racing at the speed of light,
It’s been an age and a day since my soul felt right.
Try as I might,
I wont win this fight.
For my life has been consumed by darkness and hate.
I already know it’s far too late.
Redemption is a long lost hope,
I threw it all away to smash that dope.
I’ve spent many moons
Chasing that high,
And each time I did,
I felt a piece of me die.
My mind is possessed,
And my body is worn.
My clothes are dirty,
And my shoes are torn.
As I press on,
Down this highway to hell,
I realize I am no more than an empty shell.
If only I would have fought the good fight,
Maybe my life would have turned out all right.
Fait works in mysterious ways.
As fait would have it,
I have reached the end of days.
Written by Rai Leo
