Staring into a void that’s black,
What was once destroyed is back,

To haunt me,
To look me in my eyes, n taunt me.
No actions, just words, and no it don't daunt me.

If desolation didn't dull my mind, or slow my grind,
I have hope for mankind to find that which is undefined.
The venetian blind,

Obscuring the truth behind the haze.
Live a false life, and in time you'll find ya days,
Lost in the abyss, go ahead if you don't mind the blaze.

Or the regret,
Nothing worse than lament, no remorse.
On a contingent course searching for the source.

Lost in the rapture.
Stuck in my mind, trying to capture,

What was once part of me but now has been lost to me,
It's gotta be.
The only thing that’s costin me my harmony.