Gone

And therefore I walk down this road of broken glass
It dulls my mind with the discord of this reddened symphony
Lost is the string of the grey stained path
The pavement is cracked
The land is lost in the mirror of the glazed eye
What have we song our lives to become
How can we scrape ourselves from this abyss
Our nails can not bite deep enough
Our screams can not pierce wide enough
Our sickness cannot motivate enough
We break
Gone