I, Enclave - Where Are We and How Did We Get Here

fading memories, elusive thoughts
i try to grasp reality but my efforts for not
when consciousness fades and all left is a shell
devoid of all semblance and reliance of hope
words lose their meanings and fade to the void
far from the false comforts of home
I accepted my fate, bled to the point of repent
led to this point of darkness I abandon and shed my soul
a life filled with virtue or one lost to the depths
it matters not for in the end we all rot
visions of all that i've lost
surrounding me with their lies and deceit
soon from this hell i'll be free
delusions diluting my soul
from the lost of the young and the passing of old
how could one not be left shattered and cold
tear me from this misery
the one's i protect now safe in their beds
safe in the comforts of death
my passing is all i have left
all goes on without us this i've always know
all we leave are scars, scars continue to grow
the only promise of life is that we'll end up dead