Retrospection

On threshold of madness in self denial state
Within a holocaust, with unlimited rage
A major plan about everything as one
A sad amendment for something long gone

On throne of sickness in self deluded state
The walls are built for the one wasted away
A major need to apply another sore
A cruel fortune, an explanation to adore

Oh, euphoria
How I crave for you
How I long for you

Tainted, all the moments are wasted
Just to really be certain
To re-arrange everything
Just to be real

I'll gather tonight my thoughts upon another sore
Sometimes it hurts so real it's unreal

Hey, I'll gather my thoughts upon another sore
Hey, a recreation to another level of man
Hey
I'll gather tonight my thoughts upon another sore
Sometimes it hurts so real it's unreal

Hey, I'll gather my thoughts upon another sore
Hey, a recreation to another level of man
Hey, a recreated man
Hey, a recreated man