It never really sleeps, it's awake when you dream away..
The night becomes the day.
The opposite is.. the same


How many times must you walk back and forth to find..
the missing piece, the one that leaves you half alive.

When did it start to break apart the things that matters most?..
why are we still feeding the monster..


inside of us..
..inside of us
inside of us..

..inside of us
inside of us..
..inside of us..


Hold my hand, when i hear it's calling me
break this spell.. brake this spell

Hold my hand, when i hear it's calling me
break this spell.. brake this spell


Break this spell, break this..
..spell
Break this, break this..