... of all the snow draped horizons i couldn't find one with real snow   of all the infinite places i couldn't find one where i'd go   poisons disguised as potions... the illusion of their charm   they negate all emotion and leave us with infinite scars   and all the perfect water we must not drink   we claimed we used caution, in reality we denied fate   we say never again... i'd trade my life for a clean slate   i'm poisoning myself and searching for something more   i'm becoming what i dont want to be come   i see the reaper's shadow and it's engulfing me...   struggling to seize that perfect moment when i can break from the lie i'm living in   i'd give it all for chance to feel the beat of my heart again   we realize emotions that brought us to this place barely holding onto    the one thing that gives us faith   and somewhere in the darkness we find ourselves this time.