As I am chased across this meaningless journey,
                   Tired of the duplicity of life,
           Wounds from the past open up
                 The inescapable past...
                         Haunting me..
       The reverberating pain, the despair...
                        Sinking into me ...
       The seeds of desolation are sown deep inside of me,
            The wounds of life, the ineludable truth ,
                          And the Bandages ..
         The bandages that sealed them away,
    The bandages that hid them in the blackest pits of my heart ..

But now, they are torn apart ..
And the wounds sprung up
And I bend myself in remorse and beg for solace ..

Yet I continue along this painful path ,
Seeking for the sole purpose of my journey,
Redemption ..