| The world moved out of my mind | |
| I made it fiction | |
| When I should have given it time | |
| But still there was no caution | |
| Acting like someone else | |
| Restraining the bitterness | |
| The ironwall won't give in easily | |
| Emptiness, caught while burning | |
| Solitude, live by learning | |
| Bargin for more | |
| With every step further | |
| Withdraw from sanity | |
| And make friend with misery | |
| As the last ditch in this mystery | |
| Realizing the extent | |
| Watching destruction with grief | |
| It will never be the same again | |
| So where is the relief? | |
| Where is the end? |