Texty: Thunderstone. The Burning. Spire.

Lying on the floor, I feel nothing
Trying to remember
Everything?s a haze, yesterday is gone
Feels like I?vee been hypnotized

Will this be the last time?
I wonder will I ever learn?
Still searching for the rhyme
Maybe now it?s time for me to turn

I rise, I fall
I always stand before I crawl
I smile, I rule
But who am I really trying to fool?

I?m on the spire
Reaching up to the sky high above
I?m on the spire
And it?s on fire, I?m going down below

Another day, another year
And the wheel keeps on spinning
Another joy, another fear
I believe some day I?ll be winning

Every time I swear this will be the last time
Every time I crash to the ground
Every time I?m standing on the spire
I fall but come around