Fixating on the moments in the past   Feeding on our broken friendship      I see that the moment is lost   Only shatters remain of the castle we built      Pieces of the useless mantelpiece on the wooden floor   In the place we call our home   But if we pull each other free   Kill the anger      Strange is the night as it holds   The light of a thousand stars   And when her darkness embraces your soul   Light will shine no more      As I count the steps on the staircase of my defeat   Forcing my hurt to come clean   I sleep in my own blood   And when I wake up I see that the moment is lost