The fog rolls in hovering
Smothering all I see
Days are but a haze
Glimpses of the present
Are now my past
Gone but in a flash

Passions once a pyre
Now but a flicker
Not even a ember
Almost an ash
Fade into the shadows
Disappear into my mind

Go to the right, No the left
Forward is better than behind
Chains of chaos surround
Yet I always shake them free
Opening the door to the future
But not without the key