Sitting in a cold, empty room once more
wondering if this time will be any different...

Another night has come and gone,
Before the shadows are laid upon my soul...

Walking into the stiff room
an old man waits for me in his chair...

You knew it wasn't right from the start
as you climbed on top; took the reins away...

Sitting in the corner,
The pain washes over me...

Each day seems harder than the last
pushing the soul to new limits...

The floor is moist and damp
as the ceremony is prepared...

Pushing all the fears aside
taking a few more steps into the future...

Nothing in this life seems right anymore
people who have been helped...

-Life-
the entire world...

Speaking with you once more
makes me realize everything I've missed...

Every experience
leaves an imprint...