I don’t know where I’m going

But I know, I know there’s no going back

And there’s nothing worse in this dying world

Than a man defined by the things he lacks

And I don’t know what the future holds

Or what is left...

What’s left for me?

But I find myself somewhere between

What never was and what will never be



What’s left for me?

We stood and watched the darkness fall

But never made a sound

And everything I ever loved

Lay dying on the ground

What’s left of me…



What is left of me?



Foundations crumble

Structures rust

I’d rather be ashes than a pile of dust



ONE



STEP



BEYOND