I drift asleep in to the vast circles of space,
alone and loathing the purpose of my existence...

Lost in translation,
barely able to speak a word...

Let me stare in to the presence in your eyes,
the blue shine of innocence...

I take one step closer to you and stare in to...
emeralds you call...

I've tried to be romantic,
to be heroic and a great man...

Soft is the spark lit within,
centered in the core of my being...

I spent my days drinking till,
my brain was made of liquor...

Sometimes you can be so cool,
sometimes you can be both condescending and cruel...

It came to us disguised as night,
demons and winged beasts with a flame in each...

Don't feel sad, my brave brothers in war.
At least we made it out alive...

When will you break down?
when will you yield...

Close the door,
so I can start breathing again...