Wave of empty teardrops
A storm brewing
Inside your steady mind
Like a wave of empty teardrops
Swallows your whole existence
In a single beat of your heart
World turns into a black and white
Game of chess
Yet even after a century
No winner has been announced
Step by step
Small feet approaching
An old shrine forgotten by man
To pray to the old gods
For a single favor
In order to save
Just a little peace of innocence
Scary faces and lonely figures
Corrupted by simple actions
Make you afraid
Of your own reflections
An act of kindness
And a pray to someone
Could change one mans mind
If it would be that easy
We would not take a road
That stops before it started
That might be a reason
Why we see no end
Where ever we go
Till the day we die