(I) feel like the fulcrum of life between love and hate (that) born in my mind to take the last man that stands through years of grief turns pale as autumn skies that wakes me in long, cold fear.
My feelings, lost to apathy Conquered words just let me bleed When I am in greed, it makes me see I'm the one that's killing me Comatose, that's killing me... Life is killing me.
Simple words can save your high-iıfe complexity. simple lives set my words to death, by the meanings. I truly dare to betray who simplfy the reason to live. Comatoes, seems the worst way to end day by day.
Over (the) years i realize. Beyond fears i came to pay the price. Iput it all in my hands. that's what's left of me, that I'm a man. Worst is the man who left without fears. for worst is the reason, left drowning in tears.