I watched this, as it grew grew and conquered
I saw it at its greatest of triumphs
So be it, I killed what I helped create
just to continue a greater cause
I can't fix what I did not break
I can only help further the sincere

Shifting memories [bad word] and go
Haunting me 
Night and day

Forever chasing after what was right within my reach
I will hold on to this
We know this is more than a calling
It's a granted abduction

Call it what you will, but in this war of two sides, I must look after myself

Waiting to hear your voice again
(I'll never let you go)

What have I done to let myself fall into this vicious cycle