I became a two person man
The happy guy, that desired a cheerful future
A future with you, who couldn't imagine a life without you.
Bad times turned me into something I never wanted to be.
Those times turned me into this cold, ignorant, rejecting being.
Your breakout was my rescue!
That man I once was,
That man I once was, shattered from this loss.
Found the grip to change the time ahead.
The other guy was not impressed by your escape
The other guy was not impressed by your escape but the one I once was, was shaken awake.
Fully realized my loss as I finally could raise above that daemon.
What did I do?
What did I do? Self-seeking...
What did I do? Self-seeking... oppressive...
Freed from love ...
I turned into something I never wanted to be.
To weak, to hold you, to fight, to claim against this darkness.
My loss ...
My loss ... my win?
My loss ... my win? But was it worth the price?
Nobody knows ...
it was my weakness that made me lose you.
A frailty I've never been able to admit,
so heavy on my mind ... it felt like wearing a coat made of lead.
So massive, so suffocating that I could not find the vigour to throw it off.
So is my loss our blessing?
Can it be that easy?
Everything has a price, but what I had to pay ...
cost me life.