Perhaps another day is what it needs to regenerate.
Twisted mind broken down, can't tell a heart what it should feel .
Keep the agony locked inside.

Have faith to hang on strong .
My mind doesn't trust mechanics.
Every part of me was fitted wrong.


Nothing that was ever built.
Troubled minds aren't meant to last.

A downfall of my sane thoughts.
Only anger had survived .


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 heart.

Here is where the banished dwell, lying broken in the dust.

No tool known to man to fix the way I feel.

Image 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 feel stronger.