Different words upon the
page, written faithfully like
yesterday.
I'm still thinking of a past.
just how long does this expect
to last?
I was once a simple man.
I had everything,
you understand?
All those things I chose inside,
turned to blood and stone
from all the lies.
I will never be the same,
I will never be the same,
I will never be the same,
I will have seen the changes
once again...