Monotony Fields - Shape Of Despair

Taken down

Gone my will

Touch the ground

Perpetual void

Beneath a voice

A sign from afar

Moments between

Remember still

What was sought

And not found

All that was lost

On these monotony fields

Folding in

Ever deeper

Into the undertow

Of thoughts

Drifting through

The pale landscapes

Of the withering mind

It would have been so different

Without this burden

This sense of nothingness

The lifelong defeat

That took us here

To a distance unreachable

To a grey indifference

Into these vast

Monotony fields