Texty: Die Young. Surival Instinct. Light Of Our Misery.

Piece by piece
everything falls apart...

yet I am still here clinging to my dignity
what else is left but to believe in some kind of change?
the storm may come and decimate all I've worked to create
but I will forge some meaning in this suffering

from peak to peak
through the valleys in between
transcend the pain, make light of our misery

always grasping for some certainty
one promise proven true just to soothe my inner frailty
helpless against the elements, yet I keep fragile hope inside
determined to make myself worthy of...

our human plight!

from peak to peak
through the valleys in between
transcend the pain, make light of our misery

dear mother, hide your children's eyes no longer
perhaps we were born just to suffer
carving out each hollowed day until the wings of fleeting time
carry us away...