Inside a dreamer's palace

So desolate and vast

Amidst the solemn pinnacles

And shadows of a past

You lie awake to find

The somber evening hours fade

Away, like childhood memories

Your mind withdrawn to shade

The night on the horizon

Has whispered in your ear

You came for consolation

You won't find it here

The night on the horizon

Has whispered in your ear

You came for consolation

You won't find it here

Hope and disillusion

Have sunk in mires of doubt

Along with scraps of triumph

You could have left without

A fool for loss and tragedy

The muses' senseless kiss

For which you blindly sought out all

The pearls of this abyss

A senseless quest for dignity

Has blurred your weary eyes

The sum of your ideals

Comprise a formless lump of pride and vice

The night on the horizon

Has whispered in your ear

You came for consolation

You won't find it here

And yet a subtle smile

Like thieves upon your face

With scars and worn delusions

You still enter night with grace