Acathexis - Immurement

Hope is a figure in the wall
Nothing but the pale shadow of our existence
The constant deceit that makes us fall
erring through pain along the distance.

To ease the anguish of our days
We live our lives as if it had a meaning
trying to avoid the painful embrace
we hide through masks to show no feelings

Digging trenches where we stand still
Waiting for a sparkle of joy to come

But I can feel nothing
As I watch my dreams come undone
But I can feel nothing
As I watch my dreams come undone

Hope is a figure in the wall
Nothing but the pale shadow of our existence
The constant deceit that makes us fall
erring through pain along the distance.

To ease the anguish of our days
We live our lives as if it had a meaning
trying to avoid the painful embrace
we hide through masks to show no feelings

Digging trenches where we stand still
Waiting for a sparkle of joy to come

I am buried where light cannot reach
And where hope is but a memory

In despair we scream
Begging for a word of hope
As if we would hear a response
The silence is deafening

Falling deeper into the void
dragged by its hollow core
The will to live fades away
and my dreams end their days

And so I bury them
As I have before