I can feel the poison spreading in my blood
Living under the pressure of being who I'm not
Running to these plains far from the fold
Getting ready to take the right shot

I don't wanna lose this feeling
Both part of us agreeing
All these things have meaning
Nobody helped me when I was bleeding

Illusions come to show us what we don't want to see
Incarnation of the desperate part of me

The breeze came in the afternoon
My hopes are renewed when I see the Moon
Disasters happens when my eyes are closed
The beauty of the beast was not supposed