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