Sick Is The One Who Adores Me

Wings of fire embrace me

Trying to analyse the signs on the wall

Still it means nothing

On the floor, with my head in my hands

Trying to understand

But there’s no answers

There’s no answers

Maybe I should have figured it out

Maybe there’s no sense at all

Just an endless path of dreams

Crushed down and destroyed by faith

I’m shouting out your name in my sleep

But you hear nothing

Her beauty, clean as water

Poison my soul

Like a drug, tear apart my existence

I’ll deny

I’ll resist

I’ll survive

Exist

Send days of rain, raining on my shoulders

Should I accept that my throne lies in ruins

I’ll deny

I’ll resist

I’ll survive

Exist

Should I accept the punishment

When I’ve done nothing

Should I accept the flattering words

When I never deserved it

Should I accept the clouded sky

When I know there’s the sun behind it

Should I allow my blood to circulate

When I want it to stop

Her beauty, clean as water

Poison my soul

Like a drug, tear apart my existence

I’ll deny

I’ll resist

I’ll survive

Exist

Send days of rain, raining on my shoulders

Should I accept that my throne lies in ruins

I’ll deny

I’ll resist

I’ll survive

Exist

I’ll deny

I’ll resist

I’ll survive

Exist

("Just because there are things I don’t remember,

doesn’t mean my actions are meaningless. The world doesn’t just disappear when you close your eyes, does it?")