Winner (Or Not) - Nightshade

Look at them, leaving

And cry your soul out

Promises don’t make sense to you

And your words don’t mean a thing

Always, it’s all for you

You’d like it better to watch them die

As you are walking out the door

These words will slip to the back of your mind

Get on your knees like you always will

And join the army of the unfulfilled

Leave your heart pounding in your chest

As the rest will grow

This intricate plan in my head will

See to your failure in the end

This intricate plan in my head will

See to your failure in the end

You won’t have a second chance

Just your tears

Not even one

No one’s around you anymore

No hand, no chance to help

You’re from now on all alone

In front of your remorses

No one’s around you anymore

No hand, no chance to help

You’re from now on all alone

In front of your remorses

Rotting in our asphalt burial

Smothering the precious flame

The weak have blinded our wisdom

Instilled the portrait’s promise

Conforming words consume our feeble minds alike

Fueling the giant atrocity mutually

Feel it moving

Your life is coming to an end