The road seems to be infinte
 Shapes in the horizon alway remained the same
 Staring form outside,
 I watched myself lose balance

 I fell down to the dark pits of decadence
 Took part in acts of blasphemy and filth
 Only to forget the pain and sorrow
 That were eating my will to life

 I knew I was a slave to my lusts
 I knew nothing good could come out of this
 COuld not help myself
 I was drowning deeper in my self-pity
 Slowly sanity perished
 I was dying inside
 My soul crying, begging for help

 A struggle of spirit and flesh
 Blocking my way to light
 I'm sewing up the open wounds
 Only to watch the burst wide open again