It all begins Iron this point and it's the point
for all this to end.
Every story has got an ending, but this is
the one that keeps goinfi without it.

I've been haunted by the impossible.
And blinded by my own eyes.
This is the end of me!
I pull the trigger to escape.

I have followed the path, and walked through the door.
I have hated you so much, but now I know.
it would be pointless forevermore.
Counties nights spent on just pacing under the streetlights.
This is the part of the play where the hero
is sentenced to death.

Wakening up every morning is like entering a dream.
Sadness is just the gate to my own realm.
Walking forward is no longer an option.
I am no longer part of this world.

No difference has been found!
No difference that I made!

This is called my reality and it is just my dream.
The hate so pure is the life of me and it is what I am.
Every step towards you takes me towards to my end.
The truth is now resealed and I am standing at the edge