Eight savage days on separate ways
Dragging forth our broken chains
I’m not afraid, not a bit
But does it really feel the same?
Words fail to explain
Just say a word and mean it, of course
In this sorry state of yours
There’s no wrong, there is no right
Are you still untouchable?
We’re running around in circles
Imprison me, and I swear I’ll drop my defense, I’ll do This isn’t me, I repent of what I’ve done to you
If only life revealed my options by
Unveiling all the seams
As I could barely read the signs of yours
And touch your buried dreams
I started seeing you with different eyes
With your heart carved into mine
If only life revealed my options by
Your suicide
Now you proudly claim that you have learned
Something out from this
About ignorance and self-defense
Are these the things you’ve missed?
Brace yourself for more!
Hate explains itself, it’s nothing more
A rusty blade against your throat
A self-portrait in a rotting frame
For a whore worth dying for
Gazing into the great unknown
In reality – there’s no brand new start
In reality – they don’t care who you are
In reality – it’s all just wasted time
In reality – it’s all undone
Oh, but still we linger on
Singing our broken songs
Never truly awake
But not asleep
