Drawn by Mourning - Woe Unto Me

It grows in the depths of heartache

In the absence of hope

And insomnious nights of denial

While the blind eyes

Keep staring at frailty of existence

And mind falls into the boundless fields of oblivion

The undertow of guild

The burden of loss

Withdrawn and distant

Defeated and weakened

Asleep in the deep

Of inner abode

Deserted and bleak

Shuddering wad

Sodden with helplessness

Time stands still

The path ends

Faith is no more

The meaning is gone

It devours knowing no mercy

Wrenching the heart

And squeezing lungs

When the deafening silence

Keeps absorbing soundless screams

And soul passes into the endless

Mazes of insanity

The undertow of guilt

The burden of loss

Withdrawn and distant

Defeated and weakened

Asleep in the deep

Of inner abode

Deserted and bleak

Shuddering wad

Sodden with helplessness