A stark figure stands alone Amid open wounds and fractures Ruins long since overgrown With vines of tales we've shared Our mutuality Strained by careless infractions A once-brilliant oddyssey Abridged forevermore The foul stench of apathy Of humbled expectations A quiet calm falls over me No longer will dependance govern fortunes told There's no way That I Will disappoint me here But I'm alone I'm alone So I'll shed addictions to my brother Dependencies let slip away Embrace the long and lonely winter And thrive throughout the dark decay Transcend this fears of bitter whispers Find solace in the uncontrolled And rise above distracted anger With or without your lending hand I will not fall There's no way That I Will disappoint me here But I'm alone There's no way That I'll Betray my trust in me But I'm alone I'm alone I'm alone I'm alone If I had bended or broken I might have folded back inside I could have ended up withered If I'd accepted your tokens Or foolishly feigned contentment I might have ended life bitter But I grew so tired of waiting Through countless waves of delusion In the wake of fear In solitude, satiety The night deprives in kind The ideal That only dawn will find And the hopes of a little child Still pervade my mind There's no way That I Will disappoint me here But I'm alone