The thought and the chance. To lose or perhaps to gain A new found worth or disgust. None the wiser could know
Why is it my burden or blessing to be the one to go through this loss To lose or gain a chance at living, why must I be this barer of such burdens?
To be this fortunate or cursed I know not the difference with such weight on my shoulders
Again I must continue on the quest given to me It is not a question, it is the answer - I will be the victor
I'll die too many times and not have learned the lessons forced upon me I live not for myself but for some greater good in this hell we call home
I no longer exist here among men I've succumb to an unknown force I't s reduced me to nothing
I am not here even now, where am I? As I still breath
I'm not alive, not to feel. But rather to suffer and die A lifetime that spans eternity. Too strong to selfishly close the book of life
This terrible nightmare that I'm living must be all in my headTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
