~Alone~

Always only wandering,
these hours of darkness
leading me on;
I see my reflection,
smiling up at me,
smiling,
from crystal lakes,
shining
of blood.

Free forever I,
these hours of darkness
concealing my days;
yet hold nothing dear,
as once did I,
then,
finding crystal lakes,
shining
of blood.

Fateful decisions mine,
these hours of darkness
showing me you;
and I hold something dear,
so strange, so new,
though,
these crystal lakes,
shining
of light.

When you think you're alone
I'll be right here
and one day
I'll help you.