| It feels like I’m locked up
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| In this dark room behind bars
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| Where my mind is the cell
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| And this heart piece of me went missing
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| A shock that left me in the dark
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| Can I allow myself to have these feelings
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| Bringing me into temptation, pin down the reality
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| I need to toss this blame I have in my head
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| All my future years already planned
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| There was made no room for mistakes
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| Even if the Devil wants to lead me
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| Into a deeper state of doubt
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| Am I the destroyer of my bloodline
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| Am I the destruction to my own life
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| Am I the butcher of my future
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| Am I the downfall of my heritage
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| This flesh I can’t replace, but our soul may reunite
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| In a parallel world as travelers
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| Still I sense, this presence visiting me
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| A piece of me lost in a twirl of misery
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| While a serpent, still tries to tell me that I failed
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| Leaving me in a wasteland of desolation
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| How could I let this life slip through my hands?
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| All my future years already planned
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| There was made no room for mistakes
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| Even if the Devil wants to lead me
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| Into a deeper state of doubt
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| Am I the destroyer of my bloodline
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| Am I the destruction to my own life
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| Am I the butcher of my future
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| I am — the downfall of my heritage
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| I am drifting
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| Into a deeper state of doubt
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| I am — The destroyer of my bloodline |