DESCRIPTION:
At the cost of a feeling,
At the costs of a bitterness tear,
I rub my eyes,
Those treacherous eyes,
Stapled and shut at the end of the paragraph,
All wrapped!

Something's got a hold on me,
Summons me back,
Banished from reality.

Is it worth this damn headache?
When you start something over and over again,
(Rise, it's time to rise!),
Look for the exit,
The curtains are closed.
It's the end.

Something's got a hold on me,
Summons me back,
Banished from reality.

So I fail again,
By starting all over,
This miserable attempt,
To finnish the puzzle.

The last good page,
Decending,
A hollow fate,
Searching,
A brand new hope,
A new ending,
You make yourselves saviour this,
Valuable moments until the candle is...
Burned, it's burned out!

So I fail again,
By starting all over,
This miserable attempt,
To finnish the puzzle.

Oh it's all wrapped!
Something's got a hold of me,
Summons me back,
But there's still one piece left on the table.