Perhaps another day is what it needs to regenerate.
Twisted mind broken down, can't tell a heart what it should feel .
the agony locked inside.
Have faith to hang on strong .
My mind doesn't trust mechanics.
Every part of me was fitted
Nothing that was ever built.
Troubled minds aren't meant to last.
A downfall of my sane thoughts.
Only anger had
So much fury locked away.
The biggest part of me was only about you.
Unable to fix or fill this hole, user's
manual has been erased .
A spare part I had forgotten.
So much fury I locked away .
This mechanic couldn't handle all this
hatred in one place .
Pilot on automatic.
Nothing worse than a blind man's walk.
A constant painflow,
Severed head from
Here is where the banished dwell, lying broken in the dust.
No tool known to man to fix the way I feel.
imprint reflects: stained steel waterfall.
They can't reach me. No salvation!
No hope left, for the answer I found denying takes me
one step closer,
sending this body down to earth .
Hit the concrete. Facing concrete.
Swandive from above.
The biggest part of
me lying scattered on the asphalt.
No one I ever told.
From heaven I descend...
So much fury, locked away.
Fix the way i