Lost, somewhere in time
I thought I was invulnerable...

Slowly I take thine hand,
And hang my head in shame...

Silence before the storm,
Homicide on the forgotten battlefield...

Rain falls from the sky,
I see it my window...

A suffocating memory, diminished of all its agony,
Tender sensation, bestowed to the crowd...

As I was born from pain,
You were my pride...