In This Evening of Great Regress

Left your baggage
It fills these corners
To shambles
The heart resounds inside the mourner

In this evening of great regress
towards the daylight of many regrets

Yellow sun
Dials away the mess
Son of mine lost in oblivion
Intertwine with the cries of a mother
Lost in sorrow and it sinks deep
In the eyes of those who gaze upon her
Bitterness in the lies that unravel

Left your baggage
It overflows
Your emotions taking hold
Like tentacles pushing through
Suffocating and blocking view
Sifting through each memory
Plowing on through this misery

In this evening of great regress
Come forth
And sing the song of many regrets