I rest alone in a place I never thought I would be.
I have given everything I am.
Why must I feel empty?
Will I ever feel again?
I have given everything I am.
All must live with vivid nightmares of life after death.
Plagued with images of a figure.
Never know the face.
How can I bear this?
Why must we bear this need to fulfill our nothingness they call serenity?
I want to break out of this place to embrace this hate.
I shatter every mirror but yet you reappear
With a crooked smile and weathered face.
The doors have been sealed shut
To keep the secrets that lie within.
Through death's dark hollows I must fall to live in grace.
Only when my heart stops I will truly live again.

Shatter every mirror but yet you reappear
With a crooked smile and weathered face.