Cold Illusions

Living every day, as if I won't wake up again Cutting to the bone, just to relive us one last time Through my execution, I bleed right from the core Betrayal of the closest conscience, I'll forever know Sitting in a cold illusion of my reality Crashing through the burning darkness, all but consuming me Carving out my soul, onto the wastelands of my dreams How the hell do humans, have the strength to carry on? Yeah, oh-oh-oh-oh Yeah, oh-oh-oh-oh Yeah, oh-oh-oh-oh Yeah, oh-oh, yeah