Lyric

(Come in. Do you read me?)

I rise I fall back to the ground

I lied complied and yet still decay

I fight I thrive by killing myself

Somehow survive another day

Should I measure the time I have?

Should I ever dream my own dream?

Should I ever become myself?

Have a mouth but no scream

Open my grey IIs so to see

This world that I thought would be my grave

Survived I survived but this path made of bones

Is one that I paved

Gave up my heart but I am trapped

In this undying form of metal

I killed the weak parts I possess

All thorns, no use for a petal

Time comes time goes I can’t control

I gave I take more than it may seem

Blood spilled I killed carried all my sins

Now how can I accept this dream?

Do I even see what I want?

Do I feel that which I have lost?

Do I deserve this love I’ve got?

Some lines can't be uncrossed

Open my grey IIs so to see

This world which I can not call my own

Survived I survived but that field made of bones

Must reap what I’ve sown

Gave up my heart but I am trapped

In this unending mission of mine

I killed the weak parts I possess

Can I return behind the line?

But suddenly I saw the lights that lit up my black world

With four different color lights

I try to grab them with my hand

Even though those colors bled to red in the past

But suddenly I saw the lights that lit up my black world

With four different color lights

I try to grab them with my hand

Even though those colors fade to grey in the past

Open my grey IIs so to see

This world in which I’m truly alive

Survived I survived but inside I ask myself

Now can I thrive?

Gave up my heart but now I’m saved

By these reflections of my own crime

I killed the weak parts I possessed

But can I protect them this time

(Is anybody there? Did you read me?)