| I fall fast like nightingales in winter’s cold sharp grasp
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| The ground approaches faster with every struggle to lift your wings to fly again
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| But with every attempt comes failure
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| It natural
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| I can’t pretend to think that all this effort will pay off anymore
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| I’m content with losing as long as this all finally just goes away
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| I’ve lost her
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| I stripped her life away with my own hands
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| I watched my world slip through the cracks
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| Alone, and I’m
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| Feeling conscious for the very first time
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| Now I’ll pave the way into this corrupted mind
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| I’m going farther than I’ve ever tried
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| Now I’ve found a way to end this precious life
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| My heart is just a pulse away from bursting out through my chest
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| Cold fear shoots through my veins like shock waves
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| My god this can’t be happening
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| And now its too late
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| I can’t stop this anymore
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| Regret, regret, regret, regret!
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| «How the hell did I end up here?
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| I can’t recall this place at all
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| Is this my imagination?
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| Or was that my dying breath?»
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| I’m lost here
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| I’ll take my life away of my own free will
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| It has become so clear, as I’m
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| Feeling conscious for the very first time
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| Now I’ll pave the way into this corrupted mind
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| I’m going farther than I’ve ever tried
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| Now I’ve found a way to end this precious life |