Eternal Tears Of Sorrow

Alone with the questions, an outcast for many years
He has seen those marble archways and the avenue of crimson tears
Now shadows are staring at him but he turns his face away
They remind him of his true self, gone with the first winter day
Yesterday's like a dream and tomorrow's like a mirage
When's the time to get eternal rest? When's the endless roaming over?
His frequent groans were only silent whispers in the whirlwind
He ended up in this timeless race just for his father's sins
On his father's grave he swore: I'll accomplish your endless task
But his wings were burnt by the sunlight and his mirth hiding behind the mask