Ghost Iris Pinnacle
An apocalypse of life is setting in
Thoughts start wearing thin
Never giving in to certainty
A pinnacle of life has been reached
It's been a gloomy saunter for years
I'm longing for the fortune of life
I'm inside out, hungering for more
Hungry for more
When all is said and done
What have I become
I would never know where to end this
To restart my wretched self
I would never know where to end this
To distort my shameful path
Conformity lacking entirely
When all is said and done
What have I become?
A fraction of what once was
Or something greater than life
A Pinnacle of life has been reached
It's been a gloomy saunter for years
I'm longing for the fortune of life
I'm inside out, hungering for more