Through The Ashes

This is the dead land

My final destination

I'm walking through the ashen air

The cold and silence, the blackening

I can't make out my own skin

Through this obscurity

But i can see fragments of my past in a handful of dust

Strange images come far from the ashes

Life-flashing-before-my-eyes through this heap of remains

Mirrors of some old memories

When i look through these windows

I can see clearly my face in these mountains of dust

But i feel like i'm uncoupled from my own story

When i look though these mirrors

I can see clearly the ghosts of my past

A woman i loved, the father i lost

This is the waste land

The death's other kingdom

My final resting place

The cold and silence, the blackening

I can't figure my way out

Through this reality

I remember the day i scattered my father's ashes

His flesh and bones merge into the soil

If only my heart were stone i would contain my tears

And look in the eye of my destiny

When i look through these mirrors

The dark and violet hours occur to me

But i feel like i'm uncoupled from my whole story

When i look though these mirrors

I can see clearly the ghosts of my past

A woman i loved, a father i lost

All things remain through the ashes