I open my eyes I'm getting cold I'm balancing the blade as I walk alone
While crossing the line A hundred times I've never ever worried about the warning signs
I'm living my dream A life of glass As long as you are satisfied, leave out the rest
It's hard to explain A cryptic mess I'll do it again, it's a call for help
Yet one more plane to catch Without no strings attached
Must be destined Carved in stone Am I insatiable? Imagine you as me So weak, so feeble Kill my hunger Make me pure Reincarnated god Dependence is my heel Please someone rescue me
I'm quenching my need My lust for more I run around in circles That's my metaphor
To bleach the black You paint with grey The future is ahead of me I hope and pray
An everlasting conflict for me to bare Clutching weak straws Just to stay aware
I'm building a wall to stay alive My weakness is my will to strive
