Fighting to control my mind
But tragedy is all I find

The panic builds up from deep within
The subconscious mind
Always thought that the pain would end
With the passage of time

No matter how many layers deep
You try to hide yourself
They will all crack and peal away
To reveal something else

From the past we must break free [bad word] to terms with all that tortures me

Tragic memories invade
Let the storm winds wash them all away

I will be the only one who is left to decide
There will be no more room that is left [bad word] 
Break away from the curse of man's original sin
Turn away as you stay hidden behind a twisted grin

From the past we must break free [bad word] to terms with all that tortures me

Tragic memories invade
Let the storm winds wash them all away
Purified, I stand before the flames
As the ashes cover yesterday

Imprisoned by actions of the past
No use holding on

Tragic memories invade
Let the storm winds wash them all away
Purified, I stand before the flames
As the ashes cover yesterday