Pitiful FateCan you see the darkness, writhing back and forth
as you swear up and down that you aren't at fault?
Can you see it around you as your lies stain the
withering light that lays even now at your feet?
Motionless time, unable to help as you fade away.
How I wish I could have done something, anything,
yet I was paralyzed, too in awe of your filth,
unable to tear my eyes away from you, a monster.
A monster that I myself created with these hands.
Can you be saved from this? Can I be forgiven?
Who are these questions I voice addressed to?
All I can do is shed one tear to fate,
for it must have been pitiful as it tried in vain
To control a destiny which was forsaken.
The First LapI'll hit the floor, before I know this moment.
Otherwise I'll have to face reality one day.
I'll hide my tears from the faces I once knew.
So my fears cannot find their way back home.
This game of life is meant for the perfect,
So why is a mistake like me playing at it?
Everyone's racing, cutting to take the lead.
As I lie in the rubble of the first lap.
DiesThe passion I once had for life is corroding,
My mistakes keep haunting me, and I'm afraid.
I cannot ever atone, therefore I am unhappy.
Yet something tells me to continue to live.
Why I wonder, it's pointless. I am alone.
I have been cast into this world, abandoned.
All that I loved is gone, only hate is left.
Ah, but you told me to live, so I'm living.
Enough. Isn't it enough, yet? I'm tired...
I just want to go home, into your arms again.
Why can't it all be simple again? Come back.
Come back to the place where we both belong.
Stop leaving me hopeless. Stop leaving me.
For every time you go, the fire in my eyes,
One Piece at a TimeMy selfishness will never fade, just another frozen piece of my heart.
But I'm tired of breaking apart every time I need to find myself again.
There is nowhere to return to if I burn all the bridges along the way,
Yet somehow I still yearn for the past as the future drags me forward.
A stranger to a world of certainty, alone in a void separate from reality,
I am stumbling through the eternal darkness, leaving myself behind,
Crumbling away one piece at a time.
PursueNothing can save you from the past you've committed,
Those memories will pursue you to the earth's ends.
No amount of running away can possibly help you now,
It will always be there, flicking under your eyelids.
Never allowing you sleep, never allowing you peace,
As if hell was on a platter and dumped on your head.
Not even death will wait anymore, it anxiously awaits.
Having no idea what those diluted eyes are capable of.