Building the walls
From the inside-out
I'm carrying the cross
For those who is crying loud
From the inside-out
No one can stop
The hatred flow
There is no hope for me to run from throe
In threads of fate
Trying to not get lost
Before too late and I've turned into frost
No one can stop
The hatred flow
There is no hope
For us to soar
We're falling to abyss
Faded pieces of memory
Can not be compiled
To colorful stained glass
Inner faceless displacement
On the surface of mirror
Can it show to me who am I?
My bless
Torn into pieces
Being enslaved
Is that a reason
To confess
Alleged forbearance
Is it worth to
Maintain perseverance
My bless is torn into pieces
My bless is torn into pieces
Loathing shout of aversion
Chanting through my blaming mouth
Barren spiral deformation is
Draining out of the open wounds
Why whenever world is falling
To the abyss to get free
Should I blindly overhauling
Inner self my sanctuary
Building the walls
From the inside-out
I'm carrying the cross
For those who's crying loud
Building the walls
From the outside-in
My only salvage
From screaming within
Loathing shout of aversion (Building the walls)
Chanting through my open wounds (From the inside-out)
Spiral of barren deformation is (I'm breaking the cross)
Draining out of their mouths (For those who's crying loud)