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