| When everything's pushed to the verge* | |
| Frequently, impatient | |
| And you are searching for a way out | |
| Transparent, indistinct | |
| Not always so obvious | |
| The true colors are shining through | |
| Deterrent coherence | |
| Shifting to black or white | |
| Inverted inwardly | |
| Reveal the hidden side of you | |
| Like it wasn't enough... | |
| ...now burning at both ends | |
| After this you just might be alone | |
| Beware | |
| Prepare | |
| Corroded grounds lying ahead | |
| Erasing is not the cure | |
| The decision is all yours | |
| It's impossible to forget | |
| What has been | |
| Pushed further, down in the gutter | |
| Misery's supremacy | |
| Time has come to choose your side | |
| Restricted, limited | |
| The path is divided here | |
| Engender self defense | |
| Asking for a final solution | |
| Indirect, incorrect | |
| No matter how this turns out | |
| Horrid does disturbance | |
| Either way it's a scar to heal | |
| Didn't know what to expect from the inception | |
| Resurrection | |
| The damnation | |
| Must be broken, must be broken | |
| Curse the inaccuracy | |
| Improvise a way out | |
| To retrospect | |
| You will know if | |
| It was the right | |
| Thing to do then | |
| Deal with the existence | |
| Emptiness, loneliness | |
| You won't just go on after this | |
| Denial, withdrawal | |
| The illusion won't hold much longer | |
| No it wasn't enough... | |
| ...burned out | |
| Now you're on your own... | |
| ...burned out |