Hard to stop now, but I'm trying. Satisfied is not defining. Nine o'clock the day is dying, Dignity is bowed.
Delectation is illusion, Time to make your own conclusion. Atmosphere is almost fusion, I can hear the sound Of something breaking out...
Something breaking out of space Breaking out of time. Living is no grace, Dying is no crime. No one else to be, Nothing more to hide, Breaking out of me, Breaking me inside...
Leave me broken, I am waiting Night's still young, yet dream is fading Let the light side in you cave in, Give up to your doubt.
Shattered pieces, sad and lonely No one listens, one try only, When I'm gone, cry one tear for me, You will hear the sound Of something breaking out.