Dissociate

I chased you down

The darkest trenches

Step by step along the orphaned traces

Where the cold void clenches

Time washed away familiar faces

My dear old friend, what have you become?

Is this your pathetic end?

Now we are here

To celebrate the joys of life

Without you

Forsaken and forgotten

Lonesome king in his ruined hive

Your empire is decayed and rotten

You never spared an effort

To walk astray

To where disappointments led

But no booty fed your blackened heart

Precious treasures vanished instead

My dear old self, what have I become?

Is there something left to amend?

Now we are here

To celebrate the joys of life

Without you

Forsaken and forgotten

Lonesome king in his ruined hive

Your empire is decayed and rotten

Gazing into your shattered mind

I recognise a mirror to myself

Questioning if this is real

It is so hard to believe

Dust off, get on

Got two feet to stand on

Dust off, move on

We are going on

Now we are here

To celebrate the joys of life

With you

Revived and reborn

Reassembled and fixed

Who once has been torn

Revived and reborn

Reassembled and fixed

Who once has been torn