Forgotten strings of hollow songs

from a world I once forgot

a world taken up by souless things

...and covered in their rot

An empty shell of rhyming words

are all I call my own

some days I wish that I could go

...back where I called home

I half remember, I half wish that

these halls were mine

shattered by a careless thought,

...forgotten now by time

Painted by a science blurred,

my heart bleeds again,

those who died I cannot hear

...laughing to still the pain

I walk among the portraits,

Lost, I meander afar,

To try to find within my heart

...the world where the fallen are.