In grimlock grey
Each drab day
ebbs closer to
an ocean depth

Beyond emotion
where colors bleed
and out of reach
of all I've said

Standing held
by spell I wait
watching darkly
this world's fate

Here entwined
in time's vine
I consider
Life, love and hate

They cast and fight
But in my frozen sight
I've lost the taste
for glory and war

This game drags on
far too long
as I dream of songs
from days before

And this blurry haze
in the beholder's gaze
I fear may never
be restored