Figures take their mark
Create a spark
Captured in a moment
Frozen
And he wants to forget

Life was never easy
Walking uphill
Turning his cheek
It became his best skill

Was it something he said
Or could have done?
Fade into oblivion

The state of knowing there is nothing at all

Oblivion
Leads to no one
Oblivion

Theories rage on outcome
How could it be?
One time, two times, ten times, to infinity

He is one of many
Many more
Who count the scorе
And close the door

Filling the days
So many ways
Rеad it again
Poison the pen
Deep down inside
Unsatisfied

Boarded doors
And locked behind the gates

Searching for the light
That will guide him
To a better place

Dreams of who he wants to be
Blurring reality

Fly high above the clouds
Where love can't break his heart anymore

Oblivion
The state of knowing there is nothing at all
Oblivion
Leads to no one