The trip to salvation begins! Not ready for the war? The focus "tomorrow"? My mind still wanders and bearing's lost. In triumph and trash I'm despaired to death, this chapter was written with guilty More, than meets the eye, lost that sentiment Something's killed inside, sentiment is missing Scratched fallacious smile, lost that sentiment Something's killed inside, sentiment is missing Get lost in the trenscience of fucking lethargy... Now the curse is down! Even after this! Now the curse is down! Even after these. Lubricates As lonely sides, bouncing circles with out an end Keep your head now to define: Even victims to comply The focus: Tomorrow is over The curse is down! Even after this.