Nameless man

Broken glass in his hands

 Veins cut deep

Face is masked looking sad

Dead in the street

Nameless man has no past

Such a mystery

Crouching low feel him cold

You feel sorry

Here the gong of the clock

You can’t believe

Pumping blood, but the heart is stoned

How can this be?

Whispers so clear

But he does not speak

There’s a soul trapped in stone

It wants to break free

Nameless man has no past

He is such a mystery

Break the mold, let it sour

Let it sing the symphony

Learn to love, learn to give

Learn to live

Free from cold, getting warm

Learning to breathe

Broken glass thrown away

Wounds have healed

Face unmasked, forget the past

Now he can see

Chains are broken, now he’s spoken

He was his enemy

He had to suffer for no reason

But only because of vanity

Dirty hands now are cleansed

He can now believe

The day is back, the night is past

Now a new journey

Nameless man found his name

And his meaning.