We’re only bleeding
The lost souls rejected by a world of no remorse
Only living with a lie in our hearts
That we’re not good enough

Pathetic resistance
Held up by paper maché walls and string
Easily crumbling with a touch
And we’re not strong enough

Selecting our blindness
Hiding our precious eyes from the ‘light’ of the world
Choosing the welcome darkness
And we’re just the failures

Momentary deafness
Shielding these isolated minds from striking words
Torn between two evils
And we’re just ignorant



To live... is to be trapped by other people's beliefs and lies.
To break free from that...
To cause a death...
So easy to lay your own hand on yourself to relieve the pain that's been building up inside. The only things saving your soul are the pretty words that wrap up your life and hide your suffering.
To understand why we live...
Maybe it would justify our hurt and our bonds.
To break down...
To trap yourself in your own world where nothing can reach you...
To live in falsehoods...
To be ignorant of what surrounds you...
To let yourself free from this endless cycle...



Pure Ecstasy... If only for a moment...