Sometimes you have the whole your world ruined
No matter either every month or hour
And if your castle comes naught, storm is brewing
All you've been saved by is personal hell now
Have you ever faced yourself losing your path?
Making mistakes, dreaming of false happiness
Sneaking between skyscrapers with thin lath
Nowhere to hide from the empty sound of meaningless
What would you do if you found yourself blind
How to see truly way without attendant
Slowly they lose you as you lose your mind
Wrong clumsy steps shaping fail to hold on to.