Persistence Of Memories - Left Hand Solution

I stare upon the endless walls, 
Your walls of steel 
My eyes are tired, 
Uour name weights heavy in me 
I hear my innervoice, 
It's calling for compassion 
It's in the traces of 
A long forgotten generation 
It's a temporary grace you wear 
The persistence of my memories 
I hear my innervoice, 
A voice filled with regret 
The veil of virtue 
Hangs deep around your neck 
It's a temporary grace you wear 
The persistence of my memories 
I'm staring down 
Your angels cry, they never fly 
I'm staring down 
And with the cry your angels die
It's a temporary grace you wear 
The persistence of my memories