Hope

I wake up holding a candlestick Wishing to light up my room I find the door but my eyes can't see I walk around mystified Hope, it's been hidden from me every dawn, Forbidden for life, in a hole It's a bloody curse of my soul There are no clues I can understand No signal, not even a piece of advice Rejected, I'm looking forward to feeling At least some kind of relief I go to bed holding blame's strong hands Wishing to wane in my sleep I find the chains before I can dream I stay awake for a while Hope, it's been hidden from me every dawn, Forbidden for life, in a hole It's a bloody curse of my soul I wake up holding a candlestick Just give me some kind of relief