The Haunting (Heir Apparent)

Memory- go away I grow weary from my running Hiding for so long I've lost my way Morning light's reminders Painting colors in my prison Daylight brightens every shade of grey The pain never ending, and now its so cliche Yesterdays are creaking doors And noises in the nighttime Feelings, only chains across the floor Voices on the wind, softly moan I hear them whisper Mirrors mock the man I was before My mind slowly fading Like paper in the rain The haunting, it still remains The haunting, it still remains Turning and burning in my bed A never-ending ghost That lives inside my head Memory- go away I grow weary from my running Hiding for so long I've lost my way Yesterdays are creaking doors And noises in the nighttime Feelings, only chains across the floor My mind keeps decaying Like paper in the rain The haunting, it still remains The haunting, it still remains Turning and burning in my bed A never-ending ghost That lives inside my head Memories remain of the haunting Can't stop the pain of the haunting: