Genre: Progressive Metal

Fatal memories
 [bad word] and they go
life of letdowns
They feed my foe
You came, you saw
You stopped me from falling
You came, you saw
You reached out your hand
Oh...

My sorrow, my blunder
I cast into the sea
whole new distinction
Ascribed to me
You came, you saw
You sheltered me through the attack
You came, you saw
You reached out your hand
I remember when he helped me through
It all
Now that you've lived your life as a prodigal son
Can you feel the cold?
Can you feel the emptiness?
And fatal memories reappear
And make you wonder why