Fugitive Dawn

Hey Dorian Gray, today is the first day
of our last days
Hope you won't mind if I hit our face
against the mirror to break it

I've searched, searched
another person in the reflex
Scared, scared
But I don't need any help
Wasted, wasted
The only holy truth's hell
Everyday I execute myself

Feeling luckier as a dead soldier
I miss my loneliness
Losing my identity through my fingers
But keeping the selfishness

Don't wait for me
I won't be back soon
The sand inside the hourglass
Will make a dune
Don't wait for me
I won't be back soon
It's always darker before the dawn
Enjoy the gloom