Haunted Pt. II - Alaya

I’ve a thought for the worse, let’s find a new way

To elevate our disdain, make it okay

Adjust the face, give it your own name

If it feels like home, then you’ve found a way around making right

Around having to take from your own

If that’s all you ever have to know

You can leave every waiting hand to hold

Disgrace and vague resolve!