The path lies trodden by others
Far from me
The last stroke of the violin for me
It is my time of need

I feel the solitude get at me
Damnation and all
The hope just fails
The rails just fall

Empty houses on empty streets in cities of ghost
I wander alone
The flower in my hand the only life

Shadows keep tricking me
I keep turning, screaming, looking and needing
No one comes here anymore
In the city of ruin
I sit on a rock

Too sing a song, for all the pain I feel
Murder feels real
And all is gray among the shades in the little groove where I died
The sun sets on this city and I am still in solitude.