Wet trail on the path to hollowness
Dead sun that hides behind the fog
Dry leaves fallen to the ground
After the rain of the chilly dawn

Cold existence in the grove
Lifeless as the dead grey trees
Walk through walls in the home
Of nostalgia and scorching memories

The past of my dark misery
Shallow life without a truthful meaning
Forgotten as the others
And become a drafty wind

As the water falls down to the soil
I linger in the daylight through the gardens
Slowly carried by the wind as a ghost
As the silent apathy crawls within me

Open dry eyes to a sky of the dust
Broken smiles and old fake trust
Feel melancholy and vanity every day
For I don't know a different way

Disappointed from this life
That has became a burden of grief
All the cold emotions have gone
Leaving me standing weakly alone

White noises penetrate into my head
Feel the depression extend on me
And what do I see in the mirror?
Another reflection of a nothing...

As the water falls down to the soil
I linger in the daylight through the gardens
Slowly carried by the wind as a ghost
As the silent apathy crawls within me