Fallen out of grace
I, am a figment
On the path of time
With no shadow, ahead or behind.
Why don’t you despise me?
Send me to axile
Let me hide
Oh, the lights are too bright

Fallen out of grace
I, am a figment
On the path of time
With no shadow, ahead or behind.
Why don’t you despise me?
Send me to axile
Let me hide
Oh, the lights are too bright