Moving on, moving on...
I'm closer to bleeding me
Moving on, moving on...
This closure is freeing me
If you fall I fall
If I fall you fall
If we fall we'll crawl
An end to it all
If you need I bleed
I need you bleed
If we bleed we feed
Give in to the greed
Closure
I can see it
Closure
Believe it
Closure
I breathe it
Closure
I need it
If we can withstand
Demands by hands holding us
We could withhold the cold
In souls molding us
We could be strong and holding on
And fighting them
Never the same
With these flames igniting them
