Forbidden grace of final defeat deprived from my bare aching
feet
Retreat from gates where serenity lies, it hides, and I
continue
Show no mercy, pay no love, save your strength to rise from
ashes and above
A cloud with angelic face will laugh at me with rain upon my
yard alone

Imagination beautifies the rotten waves of pain that runs
under my skin
And there it hides, inside my veins, and circulates in vain
inside a dead man's body
With every beat, just more defeat arises from the past to
be
And I become another cell in a machine whose noisy heartwork
draws me further from serenity

Surface is fragile and beyond a mirror cracked to stain my
self esteem
No silence under wicked moon, no music in my head since ears
have died
And twilight dims the lights as I go sleeping with the
monsters in my bed
The gates to where serenity lies are closed now