Passing days that never fade,
Inside our forgotten dreams
Hiding with un-crumbling walls
Sheltering our depths
How much time will the mountain stay?
As the rocks that maintain our steps
Rolling down the hills of emptiness
Shattered dreams were once in their place
As they consume the last vestiges of faith
The future once dreamt is fading inside the void
Laying at the bottom of the soul
And becomes forgotten…
But not lost.