Defeat in motion
Casualty of your inner war
Surreal apprising
consequence of this never-ending state of flux
Degeneration
Betting how low you can go
Too much of nothing
Don't even bother to retreat or hide your tracks
How can I breathe
when these windows are sealed!
I can't rely on your
foul self again!
Havoc, no control,
could I ever decipher your thoughts?
I can't pretend all was
washed away by rain!
Urge your demons (count me our!)

I see your breakdown's getting near
(getting near)
Urge your demons
Chase your reasons
Urge your demons (count me our!)
I see your breakdown's getting near
(getting near)
A fall unending
haunted by your self created fear
A sick disorder
killing the light before the glow
and scars grow deeper
watching you fight the windmills of your fairytale
Imposed the distance
Another hand you're dragging down
Your failed existence
terminates here and those unbroken will prevail