My hands tremble more. I'll lose my focus shortly...
It seems, I can see it but I can't see anything at all, it's an illusion...
Being left behind in the hectic everyday,
Depressed and in a distorted time-line
Picking up the pieces of a dream I once had,
I'll keep running down the path I believe in
In order to live true to myself
Shouldering the burden of both sins and retribution,
My spirit has withered away
The pouring rain soaks me,
As though it would wash away this destiny of hatred
I'm just wandering alone in this intricate maze
Searching for the place I belong
Standing firmly on the rubble of lies,
In order to discover a yet unknown world, don't be afraid
Oh, my heart is crying out
To be "me"...
I'll keep on running...