Endwell - Forgotten Wolves lyrics

Abandon in hopeless droves Were the forlorn ones, the sorrowful Bereft of love, devoid of soul No chosen ones, we rise and fall We are the woes of thousands The desolate, depressionists Low and behold, cold is your world Walk with four walls around me Cut off from all your scorn Deprived of all but loathing This life's worth so much more All this will cease to be My rage begins to peak No more pride choking apathy Now more alone than you thought you could be All my suffering The lies that I live and breathe Self-reproach for the darkness in me Self inflicted catastrophe When the darkness no longer exists Just the void caused by its excess Soon the ground beneath starts to break Feel your foundation growing weak The reality will soon set in Your fears have become your end When reflection is cloaked in despair And the end has never been more clear All the bridges that you've burned out of spite Have left you stranded and on the wrong side Now your joy fades into grief With everything in it's wrong place, in it's wrong place In it's wrong place, in it's wrong place, in it's wrong place