The soul that gave a promise
Sold out to become free
Daunted by commitment
Comfort in being free
Recurring path he travelled
Just a different face each time
The broken dreams discarded
An everlasting crime
No guidance or commitment
Just a trail of pure deceit
The only victim of this game
Are the ones who taste defeat
For his heart has no emotion
Destroyed from days gone by
Eyes that stare so vacantly
He cannot even cry
For this is routine existence
Perhaps there is no end
Yet it will take a miracle
On that he can depend
Maybe within the fire
There lives a flame of hope
Some way to break this nightmare
And rise up from the slope
Until that day’s upon us
Just be careful whom you trust
For the heart cannot beat with love
Once corroded by life’s rust
