Two trainers stand face to face,
Their hearts racing to the battles pace...

Black bag, painted skin,
No stains on the carper, to the freezer then...

I am always doing wrong, and I'm the one that gets...
Am I the only monster left without even one...

Empty words followed by false actions,
Trapped in a carnival, my heart, these scars...

The chains are broken,
The cage is open...

The air grows cold as fog rolls in,
This is as thick as its ever been...

Questions slowly sinking in,
I guess it time to drink again...

Russian roulette is what I play,
Don't leave! Sit, stay...

Here's a glass,
Take a seat...

It's Christmas time and again I'm alone,
Walking the streets, wind freezing me to the bone...

I didn't even know you for long,
I thought everyone was the same until you proved...

Unchain my body and set me free,
Unbind my hands and I will create a new scenery...