Vulnera - Desolate Souls

Awoken in this nightmare
At the gates of torment
In wake
I sought a beacon of guidance

A once gray sky
Seemed beautiful in the fires of this torment

Riding the winds of torment
I tread on the path of madness
I fall into the void

I sometimes used to wonder
If it was justifiable
If the pain was my fault
Or if I was born for this

I sit on these broken rocks
And realize my own worth

There was a time
That I thought it wasn't me
That this sadness was the world
I deserved this

Here I sit
This desolate soul