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