• this place.
    it is a place of solitude

    i see the people walking by
    i hear the murmurs of the accusers condeming me

    this place is the place of the dead
    this place is my wasteland

    a land of melancholy
    my heart has fallen against the mountain of pain
    and is falling into the chasm of the forgotten

    where is my justice?
    when will the hero save me from this fall?

    it is my fate...
    my destiny to walk this road of solitude....