(claude s.)



Different words upon the

Page, written faithfully like

Yesterday.

I'm still thinking of a past.

Just how long does this expect

To last?

I was once a simple man.

I had everything,

You understand?

All those things i chose inside,

Turned to blood and stone

From all the lies.



I will never be the same,

I will never be the same,

I will never be the same,

I will have seen the changes

Once again...



I will never be the same...