The memories from the past
Flood my distorted mind...

Cant you see the look on my face?
So much pain, so much disgrace...

The ship glides across the long darkened sea
Its sharpened silhouettes soaring high...

I feel his breath
Cold like the winter wind...

10, 9, 8
The crowd screamed...

My anguish falls like rain
Upon the sheer glass floor...

I stare out the glass window,
waiting for the memories to pass...

I've never felt so lost before
Inside the depth of my mind...

I'm tired of fighting against you
All my efforts are going to waste...

How can I not remember
What happened yesterday...

My light feathered feet
Flow across the dulcet clouds...

The feeling of your manipulation
Is keen enough to make me recoil...