i want to be ignorant to the frailty of my life days are grains of sand in a disciple s hand looking out my window through the grey and lifeless sky i know what i am i want to see the rain in fear through primal eyes but i m terrified of the silence that kept me before i was alive and passing days feel shorter with every moment i leave behind and dawn is breaking now on the minds still left to decide i want to see the rain in fear through primal eyes i want to be innocent of hypocrisy and lies but in these surroundings the strongest survive and seeing the world before me as the end result of all that has been i know what i am i want to see the rain in fear through primal eyes but i m terrified of the silence that kept me before i was alive  and passing days feel shorter with every moment i leave behind and dawn is breaking now on the minds still left to decide i want to feel the pain of zeal behind your cries it seems an easy way to escape from the silence and if i look back now with regret i know i ve lost something i ll never find again and every day i m getting older and the world slips further away and every step is only closer to the one you lost behind the road beyond our human wants and gains to both your faith and my disdain and you know that when it ends we end the same and every day i m getting older and in our world i will decay with every step a little closer to my final breath beyond regret past hope and love and human pain we end the same and passing days feel shorter with every moment i leave behind and dawn is breaking now on the minds still left to decide