Born from pain
Drenched in blood
Small and helpless
With eyes wide shut
Seeking things that knew me not
Walking paths, and getting lost
Craving a rush to feel alive
Falling hard, it's time to survive
Rewind the clock, heal once more
Stand back up, arm up for the war
Bruised and scarred, no time to stop
Life itself is a fulltime job
Once again, in a loop stuck
Praying hard for some luck
But yet again, the fall is fateful
Impatient and tired, going ungrateful
I saw the light, I ran in vain
For the millionth time, I'm dead again
