Into the night
My will could fade to the black
Back to the emptiness
Back to the curse
Facing the sky
The clouds are calling me back
Pensive of all my years
Spent, ****** and disdained
For the most wretched of Her machinations is still in turn
What stood, still burns
I endeavor to throw off the shackles of yesteryear
I've uprooted the weeds in my skull so that flowers appear
And I...

Try to be stronger
To fight this world with a broken shield
The damage burning
But I will not claim this world as hell
I choose to be reborn

My fruitless dreams
Have turned and fall like the leaves
Cast to an autumn breeze
"Wicked, Weak and diseased..."
Is no portrait of futures when authored by grandeur's hand
My barren land...
Is withered and waning, my forests are fading
There's no place to hide
From the scorching light
So I...

Try to be stronger
To fight this world with a broken shield
The damage burning
But I will not claim this world as hell
I choose to be reborn

My brightest dream
Sweet sleep is calling me there
As to a field of reeds
Calls to the lost soul in me
I am lulled by deceit of imaginations and hopeful tears
No such safety or harbor from a monster so near
So I...

Try to be stronger
To fight this world with a broken shield
The damage burning
But I will not claim this world as hell
I choose to be reborn