Yet another morning aching
Still reaching out for another
How long? days, weeks, months?
Does it really matter?
Like the bird on the ground
Alive, unable to fly
Needing its fix
To reach dizzy heights again
In this temple of delusion
Helpless human becomes a god
Fearless and invincible
But only in his own mind
A clear mind turns to opaque
Sharp eyes to blurred lenses
Sense of feeling disappears
And mouth only cries for more
Hey!!
Hold tight for this ride to the other side
Only things left for me are the nights of pain
Let's go to the other side, straight to hell
No turning back, anymore, it's over!
Escape from this reality
When better one's waiting
A way to forget the pain
But only to feel it harder next day
Too long has it been
Everything comes to an end
Hence these lies shall be burnt
And this life will be over once and for all
Hold tight...
