Beloved AddictionSo many times
So many times I’ve tried
To run away from you
But I keep coming back to you
Wasted years, broken dreams
All for nothing, all for my needs
No light of life in these eyes
Free FallI cry, like a helpless child I cry
From those demons I need to hide
I will go, they don’t know
What it’s like to be alone
This time I will show them
I will show them
GreedInhale this greedy, filthy air
Feed your fears of unbounded nature
Now, self-destruction seems to be our aim
Self-destruction, “All for one and all for me”
Fall from grace with me
Embrace the misery
HeartburnNo longer I will try,
keep you outside, out off my mind
Welcome, my sweetest darkness
Corrosion in my heart
Darkness within unveils the scars
Fuck how it burns inside
Psychotic DramaLack of empathy doesn’t show on your social skills
You’re manipulative
Drama!
Psychotic drama!
Your self-image is twisted, narcissistic
Your mindset is violent
ReflectionsParalyzed with fear
Reflections from the past
Truth to be revealed
Those hidden secrets
Painful tragedy
Ghost of yesterday
The end justifies the means
ScarsFragment of a memory takes a choke-hold on me
Piece by piece, silently sucking the life from me
Melancholic melody declines me into sleep
Until I open my eyes, I've lived in a lie
All of these scars in my head remind me of you
Hate and regret hand by hand
Striking memories of you
Sickness In MeBurden of trust
Head down on my knees
Feelin’ of loss
Filled with agony
Making me week
Nothing more for me
Take it away, make it go away...
Son Of The DawnLast one of the fallen
escapes the light of the day
Bitterness runs through him
by the others he was betrayed
No one cared, no one cried
nor bled for him
This time he gives it all back
The EndBeginning of the end
End of clarity
Beneath all this hopelessness
There’s scintillating faith
Mainstays of the mankind fall into decay
Confused by being exposed to mortality
Looking for the wisdom, some stability
Worries Turned To DreadsNo sign of life, no tears to cry
Silence remains, everything’s the same
Uncertainty, anxiety
These affections of incredulity
Prepare for the worst
Has the downward spiral called life come to an end at some given moment?