Placed here to rest in a state of decay Withering away Hoping to find yourself in embers You will remain awake Patiently you await This frigid cold Will scorch your spine One too many times Never ceasing To release it's dreadful sting upon you Your pain will see no end The reality of all of this will eventually set in Until then you'll push forward denying your intuition So there you stand Reduced to nothing with little to rebuild You've not considered a fate like this The frigid cold will scorch your spine time after time Rooftops as far as the eye can see Walking into the distance Far enough to see through the darkness Finding solitude in emptiness A light at the end of it all Will they be there to greet you With memories of your past Or condemn you further To nurture this task? How long will it last? The frigid cold will scorch your spine one last time These buildings clouding your vision of the nothingness beyond you You'll lay your head here in the end The reality of this situation will eventually set in Until then You'll push forward denying you intuition How many months must pass before You are forgotten? You will remain awake Reduced to nothing with little to rebuild You've not considered a fate like this These rooftops cloud your vision of a better life before them