Empires Of Loneliness

A lonely shape at my door, as death walked in
Turned his grey face toward me
No eyes, but his stare pierced my soul
No words, but I knew his reasons well
Nothing here for me, just a burden to others
I followed his slow steps, quiet sighs straight into the night.

Through these streets of flashing lights
Shapes with eyes like shadows and stares so hollow
Nowhere to go, but lower from here
Deeper, down into the fear and hopelessness
Hell everywhere around me
So why would I have anything to lose if I follow?
Through this city of long shadows we walked
This world of empty souls.

Kingdom of fear and hearts so lost, abandoned by the light
Cells of empty shells, filling their insides
With promises of something, anything...

These grey towers around me climbing toward the night sky
Reaching for the clouds like birds so black high above
With their all seeing eyes, the halo o their stares
And these concrete walls
With dim lights that are covered with curtains
And within are lost stairs
Just leading down to the depths of hell.

This carnival of everything
Yet we have nothing, but this horror of our existence
Couldn't find more reasons to pray for a better tomorrow
All I achieved was just more distance
From my dreams, my hopes and from the light of the morning
That I separated my self from so long ago.

So I followed his slow and quiet sighs
To the place I loved most as a child
Where I chased my dreams
And waved to the passing trains, the miracles of life.

And here, back on those same tracks
I stand again, being so much less
Now alone holding nothing within
But this empire of loneliness.

The low rumbling sound of a train
In the distance, it's blinding eye in the dark
Ready to swallow you whole
Left in pieces like my wounded soul.

Then from the dark, a small glimmering light did appear
With the trembling wing of a butterfly
It shone a light into my night
A halo of a childish hope, reaching
From somewhere, long since gone.

I held my breath and it landed
On my arm and asked.

Is there still anything worth reaching for?
...and my heart said no
Any light or goodness in you worth holding on to?
...and my heart said no.

I closed my eyes, got on my weak knees
And breathed in the dark glow
As her wings turned to ashes, from ashes to a black moth
I heard the sirens and screaming of the iron
... and my heart still said no.

So I followed his slow steps and quiet sighs
To the place I loved most as a child
And there, back on those same tracks I stood again
Now alone holding nothing within
But this empire of loneliness.