Veil of the Black Gate - Canvas of Sorrows Lyrics

He's sitting in a corner with his back against the wall
He's staring out the windows and they're barred so he won't fall
Everyone they try to reach him but all in all he's silent
The voices all try to deceive him he mouths the words be quiet
Lost in the shadows, paint peeling from his face
All the laughter and the chaos, in his mind they leave no trace
His eyes, they flicker with a sadness, the world outside can't see
Whispers to himself 'bout freedom, but in whispers, he's not free
Just a ghost in the hallway, barely makes a sound
And the nurses, they all watch him, as he slowly paces 'round
He hugs his own secrets, locked inside his heart
Holds pieces of a puzzle that's been torn all apart
Chained by the memories that echo in his head
He hums a tune forgotten, his words are left unsaid
Trapped inside this prison, mind's the darkest cell
Every whispered lyric drips with tales of personal hell
He sketches out his sorrow on the canvas of his soul
And with every heavy chorus, his story's slowly told
Ink bleeds out like heartache from the verses that he writes
Torn between the darkness and the fleeting city lights
Voice trembling, in the echo, rhythm of his pain
Speaking softly to the shadows, his solace in the rain
Every word's a piece of heartbreak, in monochrome he dwells
Between the madness and the silence, where his quiet fury swells
In hushed tones, he confesses, to the walls that hold his cries
Lost among the broken verses, under watchful, guarding eyes