11. MISANTHROPIA 2: ETERNAL DARKNESS 
 [bad word] of a lifespan 
(Have faith) 
Life's misplaced [bad word] 
The wooden anchor's floating 

I can feel you're watching me 
holding me, 
just see my very first step 
i thought i heard you calling me 
"wish you well, and break a leg" 

Tastes like numb useless cries 
feel the nothingness 
And seen the lies between the times 
Everything dies in vain 

I wonder what happens next 
And why does it have to end? 
May there be cure or treatment 
for this wound to mend? 

Crawling behind nightmares 
Seeking new lifeforms 
I am cursed to loneliness 
I'm cursed yet I'm still feeling 

Lives cut through by this tragedy 
(Deep inside) 
Fading eyes, fading legacy 
(But one's missing) 

Leaning towards to the sympathy of every living soul 
Making everybody try to look inside my deep fervor 
Stunts for surviving, idolizing matter that's unseen 
Observing my heart if anything inside me is unclean 

I can feel you're watching me 
holding me 
just see my very first step 
i thought i heard you calling me 
"wish you well, and break a leg" 

Lives cut through by this tragedy 
(Deep inside) 
Fading eyes, fading legacy 
(But one's missing) 

Forks and knives sticking out of me 
Liquifying agony like it's up to me 

Forgotten bricks of [bad word] 
That they call life 
My unseen [bad word] 
The wooden anchor's burning... down...