i am toward againts the wall, wondering how to get through.
i am this place alone, no one can't help.
every time i kill my soul, there is still piece of past left.
Cant stop killing my soul, crack in wall is going bigger with it.
throwing self toward the wall, hoping it goes broken.
Hoping get free these emotions.
Looking back and these scars in me, reminds me still.
They say time cures wounds and time golds memorys.
Lie or not. I have becoming monster.
Hidden curse is coming in me back again.
I am Demon, i am Angel.
i am all what you want me to be.
Best thing is i am me back again.
Empty cold shell man with no emotions.
