Part 1 – Shock

Wait, stay, hope, pray for salvation to come. Grasp, cling, hold on to the one that saves you.
Pain, fear, loneliness. This is what you get. Weak, unruly thoughts and all you will regret.

Where did this start to corrode my mind and heart?!
Is this all that I have seen? The uselessness of me?!

Snowstorms in my mind. Stomach churning. Helpless creature raging. Screaming!
My fear, my companion. Too sharp, too much to handle. Show me how. Get me out!

I know this place from a troubled past, but it's not a pleasant recognition;
The vines that grab and take a hold of all that makes up me.

And as the thorns breach in my skin I look into the eyes
Of a creature that's licking his lips, breathing heavily.

Was there a moment that this came to be?! Is this darkness truly me?!

And for the love that we once had shared, is now a blackened hole filled with regret.
And all the strength that I held inside, has turned to dust like the blood in my eyes.

I can feel this beast, it's breathing. Fear pumping in my veins.
My sadness dressed in a veil of black, filled with screams and pure distress.

Why are you here to torture me? Have you been waiting all those years?
Have you been lurking in the shade, waiting to project your hate?
Has there been a moment that I didn't see? The vigor of this creature waiting for me?!

For every mistake, and all that goes wrong, in all things you fail,
I will draw a cross. As my collection grows with every day,
I will whisper reminders while I eat your flesh away.

Part 2 – Gasping For Air

Words become meaningless and every gesture is just a pinch.
A small sign of life, but no real solution. It won't change what you think.
The testament is made, the love is buried.
Now all that's left is small talk on the side.
A meeting in black with people you never see.
Hollow comments meant to make for hollow lies.

Are you there in your hollow coffin,
Made of dreams and thoughts that once were yours?
Cradled to sleep by the laughter of the beast,
While being sedated by the edge of his thorns.?


What use is there now for pain and regret?
What better solution can now be seen?
Does this bring you wisdom? The lest we forget!
What greater device is waiting?

Is this the final moment of glory? Is this the tragic end of the story?
Or is this a pulse that will keep us awake? A passing remembrance, for life's own sake?

Part 3 – Anger

What is left? What remains of the structure that once stood above,?That you could cling on to in rage?

When nothing is forgiven, when all is dead and wrong,
When all the lies and all façades were broken all along,
Would you return the favor? Would you follow the path?
Or would you deviate from apathy and break all things instead?

No man seems to care now, no man seems to hear.
And as I break all that I see, I become my fears.
The eyes of my soul burning, my body now a shell
In which I hold this monster, my own private hell!

So much for security… So much for your sense of self!

Your eyes now see my anguish, my self-loathing and hate.
Your eyes are now the witness to: I cannot be saved.
My lips now utter violence. My heart lies comatose.
Morality has left this place, the beast now grins alone.
Black blood runs through my eyes, clouding all I know.
The only thing I have destroyed was myself all along.

Pain is not an excuse to break the wall.
that stands between yourself and the beast it’s call.
Why do you give in to your weakness, so insane.
When you destroyed all that you see, what did you gain?

Part 4 - Sadness

There… the dust has settled. Here… a broken wall.
Now… a bleeding body. Soon… the inevitable fall.

What made me turn to this monster?
What took me by surprise?
EXPECTANCE IS NOT A CHOICE!
So am I doomed to wander?
WITH SLUMBERING PAIN INSIDE!

Once, there was a road for me with a clear view on all that could be.
Then I was the same, but certainly I stayed in control, but that ceased to be.

Where do I start to heal and rebuild my world?
And who can guarantee me that what I made now won’t be destroyed?

Once there was a road for me with a clear view on all that would be.
Then I was the same, but certainly I stayed in control, but that time ceased to be.
And all that is left in my world right now is a matter too dark to touch anyhow.
Like the chaos has taken it’s dragon-like shape, to show that my pain won’t end.

At least not in this way!

Part 5 – Acceptance / Atonement

If all my trials did not provide an answer to my pleas…
Then how was it all worth my while...
This horizon I cannot oversee…

Permanent solutions are never a part of life,
As waves come crashing in and out, shaking up the world each time.
All a man can do is learn. etching answers in his mind.
But does remembrance serve its cause or do we always end up blind?

Will there be a moment that we can oversee,
Our darkness that’s passing won’t last for eternity.
The art of perseverance, our weapon in strife.
Each struggle a reminder, that we are alive!

You will not gain control of me.
I refuse to let you break, I am better than that.
I will look you in the eye, show my teeth, eat you alive.
Broke the fear you held on me,

I AM FREE!

And as this remains a moment in time,
An eerie reflection of what has been,
A source of redemption, that you only find
When the deepest darkness was what you’ve seen.

What use is there now for pain and regret?
A perfect reminder of what has been.
And we shall embrace it, the lest we forget!
All agony has its meaning.

What use is there now for pain and regret?
And all of our scars will guide our way.
And we shall embrace it, the lest we forget!
To light up a path out of our decay.

What use is there now for pain and regret?
Hold on to the strength that you have gained.
And we shall embrace it, the lest we forget!
You’ll end up much stronger then you have been!