from the album "What The Mind Perceives" 

a failed attempt, no hope for redemption

my head in hands, as i'm locked up inside this prison

the cold whispers, turned to tortured screams

and the voices, still have control of me

only i, can justify my violent actions

only i, can cope with the fatal intentions

i should hate them, the whole cruel outside world

never understanding, what's been done to me 



no remorse, for what i have done

a way out, a way out, from this life

a life of ridicule, and tolerance to the hate that fuels

the lies and greed that killed my pride and dreams

and no one can take what's mine from me away

the scars that remain, will last forever 



a thin line, that separates me from the world

the hard times, that led me to end this struggle

an overload, my patience has emptied

all the misery, snapped inside of me

a hollow, vision of the future

a collection of, all that has been said to me

a cry for help, my only way out

it's my time, to face reality 



no remorse, for what i have done

a way out, a way out, from this life

a life of ridicule, and tolerance to the hate that fuels

the lies and greed that killed my pride and dreams

and no one can take what's mine from me away

the scars that remain, will last forever 



why can't i finish the deed?

for fear i'd fail again?

it's my life, my decisions

i can't believe

why just can't someone listen?

to my thoughts of no reason

my fate will come into sight

and then everyone will see, 

all, of, the, scars, that remain