Solid's in the past.
I see it now.
This is it.
Too late.
Too afraid.
Too many doubts.

I musnt leave.
I accelerate.
No, No.
Too much anger.
Too much hate.

I am needed.
This isnt fate.
This isnt it...



I fall.
Not slowing down.
Eye to eye with heaven.
I hit the ground.

Taken over by god.
I open up.
Deafened by grief.
Misled by lust.

Blinded by shadows.
Your eyes I can refine.
Tears in yours.
Nothing in mine.