Gone are the days of youth
The passion and conviction faded.
I longed for the truth, this world has left me jaded.
With my father gone, I must keep on, persevering through this world alone.
For I am all that is left of him,
A child he threw away.
How different things could have been, if only he didn’t stray.
He hurt the ones who loved him most, they were loyal to the end.
A fortune he would steal and boast, with a spiteful little grin.
A love so cruel you gave to us, while wearing a crown of thorns. All the while you sat alone polishing your Ivory horns.
Take your memories with you,
It will even the score.
They only make me blue,
I don’t want them anymore.