Factor: Misery

Memory is a knife

It cuts deep and painfully

Can you call this a life?

I can't go on normally

Closing in to the face of time

Sentencing myself for the selfless crime

Again and again, asking myself why?

Is this just the way it should have been?

Or it is just another spin?

Is there a reason to go on?

Or I must die, just to be reborn?

Falling down

Reaching my destination

I review my life

In search of explanations

All the emptiness will soon be gone

As the soil falls upon the bone

All the emotions will soon subside

After the night in which I'll die

All the factors revealed but they won't last

as long

As misery

Misery

All the emptiness will soon be gone

As the soil falls upon the bone

All the emotions will soon subside

After the night in which I'll die

This is the final darkness for my light