How did i get here,
surrounded by aging walls,
where am i going,
forecast that reads my own hell,
but as the masses
tell the story of my life,
they speak of lightning,
bright flashes lost in my mind,
i feel so blind,
betrayed by my own eyes,
but as the masses
tell the story of my life,
i seek the truth,
a futile move,
the last time ill find wasting away my mind,
chasing what i knew i could never find,
the last time, ill find, wasting away my life,
chasing, what i knew i could never find,
i gave my life,
in search of one thing,
in search of nothing