IRC-Galleria

I have come a long way where I started from, but I'm still not even close to where I'm going
I can no longer see the shine that has been lighting up my way, I cannot feel its glowing

The fire in my heart is dying, and the zeal I had is gone

This path that I've chosen's a rocky one, long, hard and frozen it has become
Each turn that I've taken on the way has only led me back to Hell
I am dying down growing weaker now, it could seem that I'm doing fine
But I'm broken to little pieces deep inside

Why did I ever choose to go this way, the question I keep asking myself all the time
I guess it was my instinct for self-destruction that pointed me down, down this way

The fire in my eyes is dying, and the dream I had is gone

This path that I've chosen's a rocky one, long, hard and frozen it has become
Each turn that I've taken on the way has only led me back to Hell
I am dying down growing weaker now, it could seem that I'm doing fine
But I'm broken to little pieces deep inside

This path that I've chosen's a rocky one, long, hard and frozen it has become
Each turn that I've taken on the way has only led me back to Hell
I am dying down growing weaker now, it could seem that I'm doing fine
But I'm broken to little pieces deep...
I'm broken to little pieces deep...
I'm broken to little pieces deep inside