Through The Ashes

This is the dead land
My final destination
I'm walking through the ashen air
The cold and silence, the blackening
I can't make out my own skin
Through this obscurity
But i can see fragments of my past in a handful of dust
Strange images come far from the ashes
Life-flashing-before-my-eyes through this heap of remains
Mirrors of some old memories

When i look through these windows
I can see clearly my face in these mountains of dust
But i feel like i'm uncoupled from my own story
When i look though these mirrors
I can see clearly the ghosts of my past
A woman i loved, the father i lost

This is the waste land
The death's other kingdom
My final resting place
The cold and silence, the blackening
I can't figure my way out
Through this reality
I remember the day i scattered my father's ashes
His flesh and bones merge into the soil
If only my heart were stone i would contain my tears
And look in the eye of my destiny

When i look through these mirrors
The dark and violet hours occur to me
But i feel like i'm uncoupled from my whole story
When i look though these mirrors
I can see clearly the ghosts of my past
A woman i loved, a father i lost

All things remain through the ashes