Attempt a step in alteration, elusive change from then to nowadays action... A chain-reaction makes me feel, makes me suffer - (it’s) just a fear, that all I ever belonged was fake...
Never decided... I’ve never resolved a thing, never take a choice... And I refuse to belong to this motion, just a fear, that all I ever belonged is:
The world, that’s crushing everywhere... This is a voluntary action, that I feel inside and I will pay (for)... But it’s my own pain!
There’s a feeling, that promises to release my soul, to give back every single hope and every feeble chance to know...
«Follow and hold!» ...But I have never resolved a thing, I’ve never made a choice... As this empty filling lives and leave, I realized - everything inside and all I ever believed was lies...
My world is crushing everywhere - this is a voluntary action, that I feel inside and I will pay (for)... But it’s my own pain!
The worst defection - sanity: for ages wait to feel reaction... Just a little doubt, but I still blame myself...
«Everything, that you’ve lost behind you, makes a sense on your way... And everything, that you lose again, - is still inside you... Take this chance - do not feel doubt!»
But still lives my dissension... Still the deception’s filling this hesitant soul...
«Everything, that you’ve lost behind you, makes a sense on your way... And everything, that you lose again, - is still inside you... Take this chance - do not feel doubt!»
My world is crushing everywhere - this is a voluntary action, that I feel inside and I will pay (for)... But it’s my own pain!
The worst defection - sanity: for ages wait to feel reaction... Just a little doubt, but I still blame... And it’s my own pain...