Scarheart

Where did the battered egos flee to?
Forever pushing the sanity envelope
You gave us new hope each morrow
Still locked us pitch dark at the end of the day

From all bleak roads and empty charades
Mirrored footprints leading astray
A mind not deemed for this world
Numb glimpses of random hollowness

And I think you know
Better than the rest
Just what's this show
No time to rest