As I wander here in this Barren Plain.
I search and I search always in Vain.
I often wonder how did I end up on this endless train track of pain.
Did I do something wrong, made a mistake, did I come all this way to gain only this?
Never feeling joy or just a little Bliss.
My worlds on fire I'm falling down.
With wings of death I touch the ground.
Now there's nothing holding me back, nothing to feel.
Just the trigger and ice cold steel
