Worse than Pain Is the Pain You Can't Feel Anymore Harder than the Truth Is the Lies You Don't See Bitterer than the Tears Are the Tears You Can't Shed Anymore Worse, Than a Weak Mind Is a Dead and Cold Heart
Sometimes You Must Embrace the Sorrow To Recieve the Cleansing
To Shores of Joy We Sail Through Seas of Suffering and Pain To Woods of Harmony We Ride Through Valleys of Death and Unlight
Deeper and Deeper Into the Abyss Higher and Higher to the Sky If there was no Darkness How Could We See the Light?
Worse than Grief Is the Grief You Can't Feel Anymore Worse than a Weak Mind Is a Dead and Cold Heart
Sometimes You Must Embrace the Darkness When You Seek Light Sometimes You Must Let Go To Keep Holding Tigh