The dark creeping slowly toward the house,
Life and death on the balance,
Should we make ourselves the martyrs?
There's things that always hides away in the dark,
I wish it wouldn't be so cold,
But it's exactly how it supposed to be.

My soul must be broken...
I know that it's nowhere...
I thought you were near me...
I'm sure you were guilty...

I know I should be sleeping
But the eyes won't lead to the rest
And if somewhere I'll found the needs
Inside everything will be buried deep.
And I guess I'm trying to hold on forever,
But the whole is getting deep,
So if I fall just let it go,
Words won't save the scars that are so deep...

The dark closing so fast on my bed,
Fairytales that were forgotten so long ago,
This time will not be my savior.
It's cold although I'm sure it's hot outside,
The feel should be there one last time,
It's lying lifeless on the wounded ground.

My soul most be broken...
I guess it's not golden...
I thought you were with me...
But you were the guilt in me...

I know I should be sleeping
But I cannot choose the right choice,
And if somehow I'll see the light crashing the night
Inside there won't be a glimpse.
And I guess I'm trying to hold on forever
But there's never a forever thing,
So if I fall please don't let go,
Words can't save the scars that melted into the deep...