Failures Burden

Days drift and I rise to the cold sun
 I was born an old child
 With no place for faith in my heart
 Aged in my sleep or bitter times ahead 

You may say I've given up the ghost
 Once and for all admitted defeat
 And laid out my hand for all to see
 And made peace with the beast in me 

Winter mocks me though he does not need to
 call my name
 He thinks my bones are brittle
 And the grip of my resolve is tired
 Sullen and weakened just the same 

I don't remember when it happened
 When the clocks stopped
 Their hands tied
 And my heart stood still 

I have saved the least for last
 Torn out all who reached for me
 A beggar before beauty
 Failures burden rests with me 

Every man is evil
 Every man a Liar
 And every word he speaks
 Kindling to the Fire