The inside is cold from the wound

When did you arrive cold-hearted?

Why do you long for my mortality?

Your eyes have seen me before



I'll burn for you, I'll ache for you, I'll die for you

But I wont follow



CONDEMNED FROM THE START

MY LIFE FALLS APART

THE CREATION OF ME

IS A FLOATING DEBRIS



I've felt you staring from behind

These eyes sprout up and drove me blind

Stagnation killed my raging horrors

Black dreams in colour woke my sorrows



My eyelids are beyond sleeping

Can I have just one more truth?

Is this the life that I once knew?

Or is this the life I never had?